The Lord’s prayer with edits
Our God, who rides upon the heavens, and hides in every human heart, give us this day, a basement window, and a haze of thin branches through which to view a wa...
Category: Poetics
Poem shaped like a garden trowel
This is a poem that didn’t make it into the chapbook (There Are No Small Moments) because it was too long to fit on a single page and the publisher didn’t want ...
Summer holidays–over the shoulder
Sun rolling over boats in the bay, the lake like glass under a lone rower, the scull, a thin watery wedge. Breach of rainbow trout, screech of an osprey, wind o...
The man remembers the boy
The boy is skinny, big-eyed, big-eared, likes being outside. He is attentive to little shifts of light, of colour, of wind, of harmonies in prairie grasses. He ...