My poem 'Devoured' and story 'Till all the Seas Go Dry' have been included in the Stellar Evolutions anthology of selected pieces from the first 15 issues of Polar Borealis magazine. Here is an announcement on the SF Canada website, which includes links for more information and to order via Amazon: https://www.sfcanada.org/stellar-evolutions-edited-by-rhea-rose/
Monday, October 19, 2020
Tuesday, May 19, 2020
It is Still. . .
It is still winter for us.
Though the leaves spread and the buds
swell,
Though the soil warms and the birds
build
Nurseries, and the frogs rest from
their spawning.
Our buds are still closed, our branches
bare,
As we wait for the benediction of
release:
The sweet summer, the easy summer,
Gathered on the grass as careless as
the dandelions.
Tuesday, April 28, 2020
Story in Polar Borealis
My story, 'Till All the Seas Go Dry' is in the latest issue of Polar Borealis, which can be read/downloaded free at this link:
http://polarborealis.ca/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/POLAR-BOREALIS-14-April-2020.pdf
http://polarborealis.ca/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/POLAR-BOREALIS-14-April-2020.pdf
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Do it At Home
This morning I was discussing the current situation with my husband, and he used the phrase "Times have changed," which set me into "And we've often rewound the clock. . ." And then of course I had to come up with a few lyrics:
A month ago, we filled our schedules
With classes and jobs and revels
But now we all
Do it at home
Good teachers too have left the classroom
And are learning how to zoom
Over chrome and
Do it at home.
If watching shows you like
If mangling prose you like
If drinking beers you like
If throwing spears you like
If taking a test you like
While you're undressed you like
No one will oppose
But don't forget to wash your hands my friends,
And until this pandemic ends,
Do not roam:
Do it at home.
A month ago, we filled our schedules
With classes and jobs and revels
But now we all
Do it at home
Good teachers too have left the classroom
And are learning how to zoom
Over chrome and
Do it at home.
If watching shows you like
If mangling prose you like
If drinking beers you like
If throwing spears you like
If taking a test you like
While you're undressed you like
No one will oppose
But don't forget to wash your hands my friends,
And until this pandemic ends,
Do not roam:
Do it at home.
Sunday, March 22, 2020
World Storytelling Day - Monkey and the Five Pillars video
We held a virtual tellaround on the Storytelling Alberta facebook page to celebrate World Storytelling day this year. Here is a link to my video of me telling the story 'Monkey and the Five Pillars':
https://www.facebook.com/StorytellingAlberta/videos/1390416794483535/
For more about Monkey, check out the classic book by Wu Ch'eng-en or one of the many adaptations. I am partial to the TV series I used to watch as a kid. (Full of 70s wackiness!) Here is a link to the theme song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J-SUoHmpRdM
Much love and gratitude to all those across the Pacific who are leading the way.
https://www.facebook.com/StorytellingAlberta/videos/1390416794483535/
For more about Monkey, check out the classic book by Wu Ch'eng-en or one of the many adaptations. I am partial to the TV series I used to watch as a kid. (Full of 70s wackiness!) Here is a link to the theme song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J-SUoHmpRdM
Much love and gratitude to all those across the Pacific who are leading the way.
Thursday, March 19, 2020
Another Poem (for Winter)
I was going through some of my old scribble files looking for something with a summer theme, and found a rather sweet little thing on the opposite topic that I'd forgotten about. Thought I would share:
The sun that shines in winter
Is the most welcome sun of all,
It makes the snowdrifts glitter,
It makes my house feel small.
For when I stand in sunlight
With the sky so wide above,
My heart that was curled up tight
Opens itself to joy and love.
Sunday, February 9, 2020
A little poem for 2020
When we stop respecting those who make the messes
More than those who clean them up
No one will be afraid to go barefoot
Because the shards of arrogance
Will have been patiently gathered
And melted into lenses of clear vision.
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