Suddenly, Time was Like the Flowers

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This chapbook, published by Ottawa’s battleaxe press, gathers poems written as my heart opened to the healing power and magic of the natural world.

Each of the thirteen pieces was conceived in love and nurtured by memories of those I have loved and lost. They are rooted in thoughts about trees and the birds in their branches, inspired by wild leeks that stretch their slender fingers toward the Spring sun and rivers that have a way of setting you free. 

excerpt from Síocháin Domhain (Deep Peace)

When the forest called to her longing, 
she answered -- for its comfort, not hers.
And after she fell,
the damp grass yielded to her.

Maybe she lay 
     for months or minutes or hours.
Who knows?
Because suddenly,
                time was like the flowers
that flourished between her fingers
and the vines that tangled
   and twined in her hair.

My writing is grounded in the lands of the Anishinaabe (ᐊᓂᔑᓈᐯᒃ) people and flows with the waters of Sawmill Creek, the Jock River and the Rideau River.  I am grateful to the many plants and winged beings who inspire me, to my four sons and grandson who are everything to me and most of all to my husband and soulmate Richard who loves me unconditionally.