It's Black Friday. For me here in Canada, that term was meaningless for most of my life. When I first heard it, I thought it had something to do with a particularly unlucky Friday the 13th or something. Of course those innocent days are gone. Black Friday disease has crossed the border, and even though… Continue reading Black Friday wish list for poets
On Saturday night I experienced a rare confluence of two loves—music and poetry. It was my sister-in-law who alerted us to the fact that Steve Bell was in town. So we bought tickets and caught him in Surrey at only the second stop on his Keening for the Dawn (new Christmas album) tour. Steve, if… Continue reading When song reverberates past the notes
Violet Nesdoly 