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sherrie-theriault's picture
Sep.26.2012
  September 26   SCREAMING LETHARGY       The screaming lethargy of being alive after many years of wanting something else, the exhaustion of pulsing, breathing, waves and waves of thinking.  Yet as tired as I am, I am.  Here without a doubt, I stand.  No...
hasmukh-amathalal's picture
Jul.02.2012
“I will not leave you until die”“Leave no efforts and persistently try”I shall never question or ask why?As I am so much feeling shy?  To ask for love is something not done If it is pure and heart felt, it shall never be goneSomeone may start it with frank dialogue As if two souls...
hasmukh-amathalal's picture
Dec.11.2011
  The sun was about to set in west The birds were returning to their nest The indication was given with big siren The lion gave last roar and looked at den It was high time for find a kill at night It was appropriate time and very right The wolf laughed at very sarcastically  The lion...
hasmukh-amathalal's picture
Dec.06.2011
  I was given shock permanently Everything was going wrong apparently Wherever I used to lay hand and wait There was only failure and awaited worst state   I was almost pushed on the ground No energy left inside or to be found I tried to give little thought with consideration I knew it by...
hasmukh-amathalal's picture
Oct.09.2011
  I fail to feel as proud Indian As do the Africans and Americans When time comes to proclaim as nationals? To show the world that we are among equals   It has become imperative now to put a strong show To let world know that we are zealous and determined to grow No one can push us back...
dale-estey's picture
Jan.25.2011
  The night train goes between Halifax and Montreal, and Montreal and Halifax. You can't get there from here in daylight . . . by train. The train chug chug chugs out of Halifax early afternoon, and out of Montreal early evening. The two pass somewhere in Quebec. Arrival in Montreal is early...
christopher-cudworth's picture
Mar.17.2010
Four miles from my home sits a perfect depression in the earth that was laid there by a glacier 10,000 years ago. The ice compressed the earth and when it melted, left a serious lake that at one point reputedly stretched six miles to the southwest. All that's left is a 20 acre "lake"...
mary-wilkinson's picture
Jan.06.2010
I can't figure out why the woman in the post office should appear to be so agitated as she strips the small building of Christmas decorations. I mean to say, today is Little Christmas, when we let go of everything, trinkets, hang ups, negative thoughts and start anew. Fresh year comes in with a...