Poetry
The visitor, a poem by Lenora Steele
The Visitor, a poem by Truro poet Lenora Steele about her friend Effie.
Effie is not
homeless, she has a room and a
kitchenette, a shared toilet, the landlord
is on a first name basis with
her social worker, Effie’s rent goes
straight to him.
This coming year, a poem by Alexander Bridge
Contributor Alexander Bridge, who usually writes about the state of the province, switches gears and offers some wisdom and hope here as we ring in the new year.
Polar bear, a climate grief poem and animated film by Anna Quon
Poet meets polar bear: an animated film of a climate grief poem by Mad poet Anna Quon.
Bears Once, a poem by David Huebert
Once there were bears in California
the woods fat with their smell.
Once bears roamed among redwoods–
aged trees that wouldn’t be felled.
Bears Once, by Halifax writer David Huebert, is a poem about the grizzly bear, once prominent in large swaths of North America, now extinct in California and elsewhere. The poem could as well have been about Nova Scotia’s mainland moose.
Raising forests, a poem by shalan joudry
let’s tend to the forests like prophets
encourage them to wilder in old growth
and watch them mature into being
raising forests is a poem by Mi’kmaw poet and story teller shalan joudry of L’sitkuk (Bear River First Nation). It’s from her latest collection, Waking Ground.
A woman’s going to send the drones, a poem by El Jones
Muster the troops line up the ranks
A woman’s going to send the tanks
And all of us will give her thanks
Especially weapons manufacturers, banks
A poem written by El Jones on the occasion of this year’s rally and webinar in opposition to the 12th annual Halifax International Security Forum
Self love, a poem by Martha Mutale
When hurt people show up in your safe spaces
Remember who you are
Take a moment and hold yourself
From Self Love, a poem by Martha Mutale
My bully wears blue – part 2, a poem by Angela Bowden
And each child we birth
We are begging in hope
To stop killing us
Take our heads out your scope
And your head
out your asses
Cause your killing without care, without consequence
In masses
Further observations of a furious blend, a poem by Chad Norman
Another great poem by Chad Norman:
I am sure you have seen him there.
Seemingly so confident, unalone
and unafraid, the gigantic gun
falling over him like a fashion
chosen by those brothers, everything
to do with a white Romerica.