Doorknob reflection square colours that travelled far black hole round centre Shibumi surprise effortless state of grace yet such a silly face Birds dart from bush in snow – refocus – small black cat wanting to get home
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Poem bloopers
One little poem without a name - So much salt and sun last year's $5 water dish cracks spilling offering third time out this year dogs passing by keep panting. A second even littler poem without a name - Why should I listen to the fashion advice of you, who wears that hat? And a … Continue reading Poem bloopers
The endings and the beginnings
Not that long ago I encountered a magazine -or perhaps it was a contest - which asked entrants to make sure they'd put a "30" at the end of their story, so their readers could be sure where the story ended. I was delighted that this journalistic tradition continues, and was very happy to comply. … Continue reading The endings and the beginnings
Maybe (a poem)
It’s six o’clock which is not early but it is not late and I am awake The rooster down the street who still might be a hen anyway no one has turned them in it’s crowing again Dawn has already arrived the sky is already quite bright in the distance I can hear work trucks … Continue reading Maybe (a poem)
Random scribbles for Canada Day
Yes, it's Canada Day again. No, I'm not doing anything particularly special. The neat thing about living in a tourist destination is that you don't have to do the tourist things on tourist days - you can just wait for the crowd to leave and do them later. Yes, there are days that I have … Continue reading Random scribbles for Canada Day
Kilmeny MacMichael 