Category Archives: Poetry

Ghost Fishing: An Eco-Justice Poetry Anthology

I just received my contributor copy of the Ghost Fishing: An Eco-Justice Poetry Anthology. WOWZERS! What a collection! I am so honoured to be included with my poem “Spawn” in this 460-page anthology edited by Melissa Tuckey, co-founder of Split … Continue reading

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Arrival (a triolet)

I am delighted to have my triolet “Arrival” published in the January 2018 issue of the Literary Review of Canada. The poetry theme for the January issue was ” Reflections on Canada’s 150th” — a topic that, for many poets, … Continue reading

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Burial

Burial The King of the Kookaburras feared seven words so he dug seven holes in the earth. He knew he wasn’t crazy— his angst was science-based. The interment of bad language was both duty and entitlement. One night while the … Continue reading

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River

River The crunch of Christmas morning snow punctuates my stroll along the river’s edge, its lazy sprawl toward harbour, all the mysteries of the estuary adrift upon dark arms—rotted log, crumpled maple leaves, a wild duck’s perfect wing cleaved from … Continue reading

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The Keys of the Piano

The Keys of the Piano Kim Goldberg The keys of the piano at the annual extinction concert were built from bones of vanished species—each pallid slab a different absence in the ravelling weft. And the people wept as the unholy … Continue reading

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Window

WINDOW For years I shut my bedroom window to sleep so the percussion of the city did not fetter my descent not penetrate my dreamy slump with rev of engine, shouted goodbyes, dumpster lid banging shut Now with more days … Continue reading

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Library

Library Kim Goldberg Somewhere beyond silent streets and woodlands, beyond upheaved graveyards, empty schools, dry spillways, vacant hibernaculums for little brown bats beyond the last larval foodplant for the last western tiger swallowtail an old woman sits by the sea … Continue reading

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