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Me and Mrs. Jones
My vehicles have names. What’s a vehicle? Anything with wheels, that I take to go on adventures. Car (Vivi, Mattie), bicycle (Genny, Francie, Gary)… Lawnmower? It’s only since moving to my little two acres, with a big patch of cleared greenery to mow, and a Greenworks battery-powered mower to do it with, that I’ve started… Read more
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Sums done in the heart
One, one and one equals three if you think mathematically. But sums done in the heart have a subtler art – Hazel plus Mabel plus me. ______________________________ Hazel and Mabel are the cats I live with, who have just turned 12 and 7 years old respectively. This is their annual birthday poem. ______________________________ Read more
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Waking to the world
Last month, I moved. From a 14-year sojourn in a house in the city of Ottawa, Ontario, with a large vegetable garden, mature trees, and friendly neighbours, within walking distance of shopping centres, bars, and the library, from this place that had always treated me well but always felt too jangled for my soul, my spouse… Read more
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Morning air:
Morning air: thick weave of song – tiny frogs pulse news of earth’s beginnings ____________________ Read more
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