Robin’s song no jingle
What is a political campaign compared to the song of a robin? Where’s the artifice in her notes? Where the stratagem? The banalities of the election-trail...
What is a political campaign compared to the song of a robin? Where’s the artifice in her notes? Where the stratagem? The banalities of the election-trail...
Tied to a chrome poll outside the high window a small white dog yawns, waits in its purple collar. Its grey face turns here and there in short starts—every one ...
Published in last Saturday’s Edmonton Journal. It’s the same story (see previous post), but with a different ending—an Easter ending.
There was a meal, an emblematic foot washing, a betrayal. Jesus walks into the night, to the Mount of Olives, and then to Gethsemane. But before moving in...