Category Archives: Screeds

Angry? You won’t like me when I’m angry . . .

Dodging bicycles

This poem takes on the conflict between bicycles and pedestrians sharing the same sidewalk. Where is city policy on this? Continue reading

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Circling the Moon

I invoke the spirit of Jack Wright whose light was the heart of our theatre Rosamund Laberge who awoke the strings in our children Berenice Dickson who created our dancers for a dime each week Rose Stephens who made theatre … Continue reading

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busy busy

things that sting: hornets and scorpions no regard for the skin they score upon wasps and nettles sting what they settle on everything out for its own satisfaction

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