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About Cyndi MacMillan
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Bloggers Photo Writing a biography irks me. How much to reveal? What tidbits to conceal?  

        The Basics: I’m a 45 year-old, stay-at-home mom of an adorable two year old girl. I’m happily married to a wonderful man who is my living contradiction, the quiet to my loud, the calm to my frantic. Life continually amuses, bemuses and confuses me.

        My first poem, which I wrote at five, was entitled, “Lov is Magik” and my father kept the fading, folded paper I scribbled it upon in his wallet for decades. I have tinkered in poetry ever since, but my main passion is fiction. My short stories have been published in the local papers. Occasionally, I dabble with creative non-fiction. I have a several chapters of a book completed which I’m hoping to submit to Avalon Books.

   Despite years of living in Ontario, I will always consider myself foremost a Montrealer. Now living in Waterloo County, home of Research in Motion, maker of the Blackberry, I am content in our downsized apartment which is close to uptown, but overlooks Laurel Creek.  Though considered Canada’s Silicon Valley, the city is surrounded by a picturesque countryside filled with Mennonites. It is not uncommon to see a Mercedes Benz carefully pass a horse drawn wagon. Even our local hardware stores provide parking for buggies. We have many wonderful festivals, two universities, and culture galore.

         I spent years as an E.C.E. teacher and adore children. Now, that I have one of my own –after 16 heartbreaking years of infertility – my days are filled with finger paints and drinking imaginary tea from tiny pink tea cups. Sleep is a distant memory and writing is my night time balm. My hubby works evening shifts. After my girl is asleep, my imagination runs wild and I write.

I am a Jill of all trades. I've worked as a personal care attendant in a home for young people with physical and developmental challenges. Had a short go as a dishwasher in my younger days, oh joy.  I've also been an engraver, a store manager, a cashier at the Sally Anne, but my last job was as at an office where I worked on databases (I WISH I was a geek.)

As a newer member of Poetry Soup, I am often dazzled by its diversity,the quiet, shy voices, the bellows in the foreground, the cackles in the corners. There is so much talent here! I love the contests run by its members as I enjoy a challenge.

    Nice to meet you!  Looking forward to growing together, as writers and friends.

 

Hugs, Cyndi


 

Most Recent Blog Post


PERFECT FOR A SUNDAY--listen and/or read---a song by Tanglefoot
Blog Posted:2/24/2013 1:04:00 PM

 







Joseph Mallord William Turner: Cottage Interior by Firelight,1790

For the Day
written by Steve Ritchie


If I listen I can hear
Through the joy and through the tears
All the children of this earth both blessed and cursed
So will I this perfect day
- should I spare a thought to pray -
Ask for only what's sufficient for the day

A little sun a little rain
A little money now and then
And the knowledge of enough to eat tomorrow
Keep the locust from our fields
Take a portion of the yield
For the folk less blessed by fortune than are we

Decent health to work my life
Wine and candles with my wife
Sufficient store laid in to get us to next harvest
A little bounty from above
And a husband I can love
A little wisdom in such portion as I earn

Time to stare into the fire
And indulge in small desires
And a moment now and then that I can savour
A little time to eat and drink
Time to pause and time to think
Just enough to curb despair and keep me whole

If the recruiter comes around
He will find me underground
The empires of ambitious men do not concern me
Calm the hearts that angry beat
Still the earth beneath my feet
Keep me from suspicion and from jealousy

Not for me the pride of place
Or entitlement to grace
Why should I be spared my share of dread and sorrow?
Keep our children from the grave
From the plague may we be saved
Make our suffering no more than we can bear

If I listen I can hear
Through the joy and through the tears
All the children of this earth both blessed and cursed
So will I this perfect day
- should I spare a thought to pray -
Ask for only what's sufficient for the day


When I first heard this at a local, annual folk music festival which my family LOVES to attend, I just let the tears fall... so beautiful, real. UNIVERSAL.

Tanglefoot, sadly, dispanded just few years ago. Their music was often historical, had more than a trace of bard like qualities, some ribald, some heartbreaking. I feel so lucky to have seen them together, OUTDOORS, in a mill ruin as the stars danced overhead.



If interested in hearing this, trust me its worth it, go to this link, but the first 3 mins are a funny intro. If you want to miss the intro, just zoom ahead to the 3 min mark. But as poets, you may enjoy the intro, about trying to find time to write and balancing it with family life :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ungu70MogTw

Happy Sunday Chums.

Sigh, and now back to the kitchen for me, ugh. LOL.


Love sent-
PS -- I hope to judge my contest by Tuesday! Oh wow! The entries are STUNNING!


Mural of Canadian Soldiers lost in Afganistan

Over 80,000 poppies painted.

One for each Canadian soldier who gave his life in war.

(for my chum-dad, Craig. <3)

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 6:17:00 PM
    really cool sis! I'm a sucker for folk music ;) Light & Love

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 5:27:00 PM
    A great song! Thanks Cyndi for brightening up my Sunday.

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 4:06:00 PM
    Finally, Thank you Cyndi for such a beautiful mind as yours--and I've prayed to come back in my next life as your child, because you seem like the perfect loving Mom-----God help you if he answers my prayer! LOL

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 3:51:00 PM
    Thank you John ? for the below

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 3:43:00 PM
    For whatever course of action one considers, it is finally diluted to the point where nothing is done.

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 3:42:00 PM
    and the advantage that those in power take from the powerless, when one could release oneself with a naked blade? Why would anyone bear the burdens of life if it were not for the fear of death and the uncertainty of what lies beyond, from which no one returns? That’s the thing that confounds the mind, causing it to tolerate evils that are known rather than to hurry off to that which is unknown. Pondering about and not knowing what lies beyond human death, makes cowards of us all. And it follows that the initial impulse to sacrifice one’s life for a just cause, or to end one’s life and escape this world, is obscured by reflecting on it.

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 3:38:00 PM
    To be, or not to be: that is the question. Is it more noble to suffer the pain and agony of misfortune, or to declare war on that ocean of trouble, and, by opposing it, strive for some measure of justice, even at the cost of one’s life? To die for a just cause, and then to be no more, to find eternal rest from the heartache of the thousands of wounds that flesh is heir to, is this not an outcome to be devoutly wished for? And what if one has no stomach for such a war? Why would that person tolerate the whips and scorns of time; the oppressor’s wrong; the contempt of arrogant men; the pain of rejected love; the law’s contentious delay;

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 2:52:00 PM
    Cyndi, Luv Ya, and ALWAYS hear you---I would kneel at your alter of logic before just about any!!!!

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  1. Date: 2/24/2013 2:19:00 PM
    Forgot to add, Cyndi----may you and your loves have a wonderful day as well!!

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    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:38:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Craig, I gotta go. Still cleaning... just taking a break... hope you like the mural up there. It's traveling Canada right now. The artist looks at the soldiers portrait of over three hours, studies their eyes, before he picks up a brush. He's dedicated to preserving their image. xox
    cornish Avatar craig cornish Date: 2/24/2013 2:29:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Overall Cyndi, these thoughts are wonderful----and I pray they will reign---your words here!
    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:21:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    You too! Let me find that painting. I think you'll like it!
  1. Date: 2/24/2013 1:50:00 PM
    I contend that those of the ilk that discord can be settled by understanding and kind words are unfortunately living in a universe not like their own----how unfortunate that might be.

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    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:21:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    One last thing, and then I'll hush <3, I think that all those who fight, who fought, wish for peace. I just saw a haunting and beautiful painting with all the faces of the Canadian soldiers killed in the line of duty in Afganistan. It moved me. Hmm... will try to find it for you. BRB.
  1. Date: 2/24/2013 1:21:00 PM
    I hear you and them and so much of what they say, but their freedom to voice this has been for centuries a point of contention between those that fight for their rights and those that think they can hum on a mountaintop and believe it will happen. William Shakespeare - To be, or not to be (from Hamlet 3/1) To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?

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    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:35:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I am "smitten" by the Mennonites in our area, so like the Aimish, a people more in your neck of the woods, I think. They, because of their religious convictions, a dedication to peace and forgiveness, will never kill another. I know I can not be like that. If someone aimed at my daughter, I'd take them down in a heartbeat. Savagely. Not a good thing, but honest...
    cornish Avatar craig cornish Date: 2/24/2013 2:26:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Okay, that being said, when they say "when the recruiter comes around" means they are not willing to fight for their freedom. No? They are not solely talking about job recruiters and if they are we must be cautious of this as well.
    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:18:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    The Hamlet quote is about suicide, what is the braver thing, to suffer through life or defy life and kill yourself?
    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:16:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I have a great deal of respect for all those who have and do still serve their country... I have often written about this as it is something I feel quite deeply.
    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan Date: 2/24/2013 2:14:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    :) Craig, my grandfathers (both)served in the armed forces and I do understand, respect and am grateful for their many sacrifices that resulted in the bounty that I have. To me, this song is more about...stop being greedy, know what is enough, ask for only what we need. This is why I love it.

My Past Blog Posts

 
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THE SOUP NEWSLETTER, SHORTIE VERSION, JUNE 8 2013
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AM I DISGUSTING? IS THIS DISGUSTING!!!!! RUMOUR CONTROL, HERE!
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IS IT ONLY ME OR ARE THE BLOGS WAY DOWN LOW? DOES ANYONE ELSE HAVE THIS? THE BLOGS I OPEN HAVE A BLANK PAGE BEFORE THE BLOG STARTS
Date Posted: 6/5/2013 8:09:00 AM
POETIC DEVICES, BLOG 2, A REPOST, FOR ALL POETS, BUT ALSO FOR ALFRED... YES, WE DO HELP EACH OTHER HERE!
Date Posted: 6/5/2013 7:29:00 AM
I MISS RUBEN!
Date Posted: 5/28/2013 3:04:00 PM
THE SHINING, A SESTINA, and may Stephen King forgive me for butchering his work, pun intended...YO ANDREA
Date Posted: 5/27/2013 9:06:00 PM
ANDREA, BRING IT ON! HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT :D trust me, you'll love this!
Date Posted: 5/24/2013 4:47:00 PM
SO YOU THINK YOU CAN'T WRITE A SESTINA. HA!
Date Posted: 5/23/2013 9:44:00 PM
THE IRONY OF MY IGNORANCE--RE: BANGLADESH
Date Posted: 5/19/2013 7:15:00 AM
HO HEY: WRITE ME A PUB SONG, WINNERS!
Date Posted: 5/14/2013 9:16:00 PM
A LOVE LETTER TO INDIA... A TRIBUTE, FOUND ON THE CONTEST PAGE, update on pub songs
Date Posted: 5/14/2013 6:47:00 AM
PRAYERS AND CONCERN FOR BANGLADESH
Date Posted: 5/7/2013 12:34:00 PM
Daily Haiku: The journal of Contemporary Haiku
Date Posted: 5/7/2013 5:30:00 AM
DOES ANYONE HAVE NEWS OF OUR LINDA-MARIE?
Date Posted: 5/7/2013 4:51:00 AM
HAIKU AND PHOTO-- Use as a prompt, share news, whatever
Date Posted: 5/5/2013 4:54:00 PM
HAIKU AND PICTURE... feel free to use as a prompt, add a haiku, thought, news, whatever! <3
Date Posted: 5/4/2013 11:16:00 AM
MOMMY BLOG: TACTICAL PARENTING
Date Posted: 5/1/2013 8:35:00 PM
SOME OF THE PEOPLE ON SOUP. WHO I THINK YOU ARE. TAKE A PEEK!
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SYLVIA, A CROWN OF SONNETS, FOR CRAIG & ALL PLATH FANS
Date Posted: 4/26/2013 4:11:00 PM
Sak Vid Pa Kanpe, ghostwritten... YO RUBEN!
Date Posted: 4/25/2013 12:10:00 AM
NEXT DARE, FIX SOMEONE'S UNFIXABLE. PROVE IT CAN BE DONE! WHO'S IN? RUBEN, I TAG YOURS... LET ME DO IT!
Date Posted: 4/24/2013 5:43:00 PM
OH, LORD, I SWORE I'D NEVER SHARE THIS... JUST FOUND IT... CIRCA 1998
Date Posted: 4/24/2013 4:58:00 PM
OLD SERVING OF CRAP FOR PD AND RUBEN... COME 'N GET IT WHILE IT STINKS TO HIGH HEAVEN
Date Posted: 4/23/2013 3:43:00 PM
Z IS FOR ZARIA, WINNERS and CONGRATULATIONS!
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My Poems

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6/16/2013PARDON ME WAITER, THERE'S A LESSON IN MY SOUPRhymefriendship,wisdom,
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6/6/201336-18-34Shapefreedom,history,women,
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5/29/2013TURNING WENDIGOFree versemurder,mystery,
5/28/2013HER FIRST PLACESonnetart,imagination,
5/28/2013BLAMELESSPersonificationrain,
5/27/2013THE SHINING, STEPHEN KING PLEASE ACCEPT MY SINCERE APOLOGIESSestinaevil,film,horror,
5/22/2013ALL FALL DOWNSestinadeath,history,london,
5/18/2013POETRYFree versepoetry,
5/13/2013MADE IN BANGLADESHGhazalchange,clothes,death,
5/10/2013Contemporary haikuHaikuchildren,family,mother,sw
5/7/2013LOVE CLAMORS, A DIRGE FOR CIVILITYVillanellecare,people,rights,
5/6/2013haiku for CatieHaikugames,sexy,
5/5/2013SUNDAY SOJOURNHaibungarden,morning,time,
5/3/2013a cluster of menHaikusummer,
5/3/2013haiku - For MomsHaikulife,may,mother,
5/3/2013haiku 7 - verblessHaikuseasons,
5/2/2013FLOWER FAERIESQuintain (English)fairy,flower,
4/28/2013WOMEN, FOR DEBBIE GUZZIFree versefriendship,gender,
4/26/2013SYLVIA, FOR CRAIG CORNISH, FOR ALL PLATH FANSCrown of Sonnetslife,poets,writing,
4/20/2013THE POET'S CREEDFree versepoetry,world,writing,
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