Best Manitoba Poems

burn the eyeglass for a remedy. 
  
  knowing now that the leaves have died before.

A northern winds swollen eyelids cast little doubt.......

            that there will once again be a skeleton diagram.
...

Continue reading...

Summer grasses, soft blown.
As deep therein
Of a sweet embalming
Lie; on sleep's brink.
Its this visual leisure
Now stood up for
Plain's dreamy farness, does more
Such to blur; shrink....

Continue reading...

People ask me all the time; do you miss where you used to live?
In ways I do
I miss my friends, my family, and the music all around downtown Halifax
I miss going to the cute little cafes around the city
I miss the culture there
I miss the...

Continue reading...