Saturday, May 3, 2014

walk a mile, a poem in progress

walk a mile

place you come home to
home here amidst lichen
slow growing

the warming reveals
stones from snow
at the field’s corner 

the hill’s ethereal cover
blanket of snow

boots crunch in the trough
of the ditch’s morning ice
pit my toe on the studly
gravel-frozen road

sickle shaped gouges
pattern the slough
drained and dry
lose a wetland
for the extra acre

place you come home to

hums buzz along the power line
breath clouds my glasses
geese stand, alert as frost
hoarded on branches

black and yellow
the tip a flash
a goldfinch feather
the place you come home to

dirt peppers
the snow around shrubs
sprayed with poison by the county
in the ditches

Monday, February 24, 2014

I co-authored an essay in the book Informed Agitation, from Library Juice Press. My copies are in the mail!

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Okay. This is bad. I was sure I blogged last year. Oh well. It's a brand new year, a new month, even. Much happened last year. I graduated from library school. I got a job. I stopped playing fiddle and doing all that fun stuff like cooking. I drive a long way to get to my job. I love it when I get there. It's great to be a librarian.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Edmonton Poetry Festival

Okay, I'm back. This week, April 22-29, 2012, I will volunteer at the Edmonton Poetry Festival. Visit me Wednesday evening at the Artery, or Thursday over the lunch hour at Poetry Central, Stanley Milner Public Library.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

fall buzz begins

panic at the thought and start
all those activities we agree
to be a part in

Friday, September 3, 2010

Gadsby Centennial

A marching baton twirler, floats and many beautiful horses comprised the parade. 

Knowledge transfer, prairie style; Jean, John and Arnold are a well-source for the community and beyond. 
The Omega Circle are a group of women who look after the Gadsby Cemetery. They have been holding Decoration Day for 80 years now. Decoration day is like a Remembrance Day service, only it's always held on the last Sunday in August, since the weather is better than in November.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Sage Hill Writing Experience

Here is Oliver waiting for his mother to return from The Sage Hill Writing Experience, on July 29, 2010, camped out on the street with water mister and binoculars. Oliver turned eight while I attended the write-in at St. Michael's Retreat, outside of Lumsden, Saskatchewan. I came home filled with smiles, confidence, prairie purpose and of course, sentences that are as passively active as possible in my voice. Hugs all around, both home and away.