A Gift of the Prairie
THE BOOK THAT MY POEMS ARE IN IS HERE! THE BOOK THAT MY POEMS ARE IN IS HERE!! Extra points if you can name the reference there. It’s called A Gift of the...
Category: poetry
David
You always remembered : One time, in passing, I told you “Irises are my favourite flower”. Every year on my birthday, an Iris from your garden. One ...
O Lamy, my Lamy!
– Remember: No good comes of Walt Whitman – O Lamy! my Lamy! my lovely pen is gone; The pen has written every word, the letters sought not done; The...
DON’T PANIC
Right. How the hell am I not supposed to panic? I’ve been asked to read !?my own poetry?! at the upcoming poetry reading/opening of Artisan in Regina. I&...
Conversation in my head
Were I to take a lovertruly, take a loverWere it my place to have a loverI meananother lover Were I to have two loversreally, two different loversWere it my pla...
That thing I heard
Someone told me once that you leave a part of yourself everywhere you’ve been, particularly in those places that have touched your soul. This leads me to ...
solitary confinement
The night is warm, but the wind is cool. I stand in the centre of a field of summerfallow. Above me, the stars glint and shimmer. Below me, the earth is solid a...