Two exquisite, yet for me enigmatic, poems by the Canadian poets Lorna Crozier and Patrick Lane, partners for more than forty years before Patrick’s death eleven days ago. This broadsheet […]

  from Morning Birds Fantastic to feel how my poem grows while I myself shrink. It is growing, it takes my place. It pushes me out of its way. It throws […]

I am a hole in a flute that the Christ’s breath moves through listen to this music Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz (1320-1389) from Love Poems from God, trans. Daniel Ladinsky, Penguin […]

Spring has been a missing person these past few weeks. And in its place the damp chill weather here on Vancouver Island has invited loneliness. The image that captures this […]