Monthly Archives: April 2014

My Favourite Poet: Gordon Lightfoot

A native of Simcoe County, Gordon Lightfoot began his singing career by performing in and around Orillia. After remaining obscure for many years, he began to gain the recognition he deserved when the folk group, Peter, Paul and Mary, recorded … Continue reading

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Haiku poetry is a style that originated in Japan. According to Wikipedia, it is typically characterized by three qualities: The essence of haiku is “cutting” (kiru). This is often represented by the juxtaposition of two images or ideas and a … Continue reading

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Spiritus Sanctus

In my series of sonnets called Spiritus Sanctus, I wrote several poems that would act as reminders of some spiritual truths I had absorbed over the years. For example, the following poem highlights Jesus` sayings on the cross.  Seven Last … Continue reading

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My Mother

Now here is a woman that gave me the very foundation of my life. (Don’t they all?) I’ve spent the better part of seven years researching her family tree, and my father’s family tree, on She didn’t know her … Continue reading

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Echoes: Reincarnation or Channelling?

Like most students in high school, I endured whatever was thrown at me, knowing that by doing so I was furthering my education. One of the poems we were exposed to was The Tyger by William Blake. What made it … Continue reading

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Higher School

Dreams figure greatly in my learning processes. The one that seemed to recur regularly was the one where I returned to Barrie North Collegiate to sit a final Math exam.   Math was my strongest suit in high school. I … Continue reading

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I’m sure we all have had one: that period of uncertainty that accompanies our earliest memories. Mine was filled with a lot of doubt, as the following sonnet attests.   Thunderclap Listening in the dark for thunderclaps Incites my mind … Continue reading

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