Tag Archives: light

October Pause

“the fallen leaves in the forest seemed to make even the ground glow and burn with light” –  Malcolm Lowry, October Ferry to Gabriola There is a post waiting to be published but my world has gone sideways with the … Continue reading

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The Lost Chronicle

“ It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” – Rainer Maria Rilke A winter walk two days after a fierce overnight snowfall left the air so cold, it carried the remnants of … Continue reading

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Illuminate

Winter sun sets low these days painting the steel blue water in flames of gold. I see a young woman on my walk sitting at an old wooden desk on the damp sand, writing in a big book as if … Continue reading

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Winter’s Light

“ The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.” – James Gates Percival Fortified with a late cup of fragrant … Continue reading

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Dancing in the Dark

“ So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.” – T. S. Eliot Summer has returned for a few days, giving us a chance to go on one more picnic in the park, drink another iced chocolate and feel … Continue reading

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Turbulence

She walked with a train of midnight-hued crows in her wake, her ear to the wind and the silently growing things, alert to any aberration in her world… There is a sickness creeping over the land,            … Continue reading

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Illusion

I knew the scar was coming and after three opinions, the surgeon was chosen with care, this one less cavalier, instilling a quiet hope that I might still recognize the face in the mirror. As the shiny scalpel cut away … Continue reading

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