We Will Remember

Canada Remembers

Canada Remembers

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.
John McCrae

World Poetry Day 2016

 

By the River

Today is World Poetry Day, a time to celebrate and recognize the deep and profound influence poetry has on the human spirit.  Poetry captures the heart with words that give light to our innermost thoughts and longings. It is a measure of who we are as individuals as well as a society. And best of all, we are all, in one way or another, poets. As Plato once wrote: “Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”

Poetry comes from an oral tradition which brings together other creative endeavours such as music and dance.  For me, listening to poetry is the ultimate experience.  Perhaps this preference comes from the encouragement of my mother who introduced me to poetry when I was a young child. My first recitation was “The Swing” by Robert Louis Stevenson.  To this day, I remember every word, every nuance, every lilt.

Happy Poetry Day 2016.  May the celebration continue all year long.

Happy Birthday, Christina Rossetti

“Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.”

Christina Rossetti