Farewell February
As a tribute to February, both its weight and speckled joy, here’s a new poem (and picture) from my West Coast poet friend Wendy Morton. FEBRUARY SUN The full m...
Category: Poetics
Hard Red Spring
The day I stood on the clipped grass of Olds College— after palming Norquay, Chinook, and Neepawa, until my eyes had grown nimble as fingers, and I could smell ...
Meditation
There comes a time of emptiness, a time of fallow, a time when no nitrogen reaches the root, and you lie dormant as a grain of sand. Beneath this dune you try t...
In A Place Apart
Millie Glick is a teacher, a pioneer and an adventurer. With her husband Ike—also a teacher and adventurer, and fortuitously, a bush pilot—she spent many years ...