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I had been checking the mail awaiting a special arrival. Two days ago, I received the package that held the first edition of Jean-Jacques Fournier’s poetry book, Poetry in Brief … Continue reading Poetry in Brief – a day in a life – by Jean-Jacques Fournier
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Tradition maintains that on March 17, in the year 432, Saint Patrick, at the young age of 16, was captured by Irish pirates from his home … Continue reading Celebrating Ireland with Armergin
Tonight, we celebrate Robert Burns, affectionately known as Rabbie Burns, the great Scottish poet and lyricist. He has been given the honoured titles of National Bard, Bard of Ayrshire and … Continue reading Celebrating Robert Burns with Dr. Leith Davis
Celebrating National Hat Day with Jean-Jacques Fournier with his poem, The Gift of a Day
October by Robert Frost November has made its way through time with a speed that leaves me breathless, even a little bewildered. My sister Sarah, has a theory based on … Continue reading October by Robert Frost
In the first week of March, when Spring was awakening and the chill of winter was softening, enticing the earth to bring forth new growth, I received Jean-Jacques Fournier’s 16th … Continue reading Jean-Jacques Fournier, LOVE by any Definition
The year was 1918. World War I was coming to an end when Sara Teasdale wrote “There Will Come Soft Rains.” Influenced by the unprecedented levels of destruction witnessed and … Continue reading There Will Come Soft Rains
Aristotle declared that “Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.” And with that quote in mind, I looked back … Continue reading The Flower at My Window
“Truly fine poetry must be read aloud. A good poem does not allow itself to be read in a low voice or silently. If we can read it silently, it … Continue reading The Lake Isle of Innisfree
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams… “Music makers” and “dreamers” are symbols that speak to the heart and vibrancy of the human experience. Music and … Continue reading Ode by Arthur O’Shaughnessy
Spring is the time for new things. For me, the “newness” was moving from home into nature to recite poetry. My dear friend, Mary Jo Malo from This Shining Wound, … Continue reading Last Night by Mary Jo Malo
It was in late February, early March when I recited Sara Teasdale’s poem, “Let It Be Forgotten” on the Vancouver Seawall. It was only a few weeks before the world … Continue reading Let It Be Forgotten
