I’m so excited to share that I’m a guest for Living Hyphen’s brand new podcast! Season 1, ‘Homestuck’, draws parallels between the pandemic and the grander experiences of Canada’s diverse communities. Like all things Living Hyphen, the podcast uncovers what it means to live in between cultures as hyphenated Canadians. Catch me on Episode 7,Continue reading ““Homestuck”: Podcast News”
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Summer Solstice
I didn’t write yesterday. Not a word. Despite setting aside the entire afternoon, a glorious few hours for uninterrupted productivity, on the longest day of the year. June is busy, even during a pandemic. When All the Things that come with season’s end take over, time is hard to come by. So I’d settled myselfContinue reading “Summer Solstice”
Place
Look at me,really.Not a glance as you passthrough the daily grindthat grinds you down to function and noformof emotionto see my heart,this space is more than the sumof itspartsand peeling oilpaintsplattered where I see a picture,do you?Am I only four walls on a foundation,roof overhead, abedtoo hottoo coldjust right ? Look closer,behind features and paper-workContinue reading “Place”
A Cup of Yes
A few years ago, a friend sent me a text inviting me to tea. But a typo changed “cup of tea” to “cup of yes”, and I’ve loved the phrase ever since. When you tilt your gold-rimmed smile, lift the lid,steam rises and an amber sea swirls deepin the pot’s warm belly. I am tepidbutContinue reading “A Cup of Yes”
eleven months
just one day is all I ask, to flit and flutter, freefrom the everydaytasks that have cluttered the pasteleven months of masks and Have you washed your hands? andtemperature checks. You’re good to go – have fun. everything is strange in the New Normal and we march across the pool deckgoggles and suits in whiteContinue reading “eleven months”
Poetry Publishing News!
Well, this was a welcome surprise to come home to today, (especially since lately I’ve been caught up in the anxiety cycle of submitting my novel to agents and waiting for responses.) I’m excited to share that my poem “Faith” has been published in Time Of Singing, a journal of Christian poetry based in Pennsylvania.Continue reading “Poetry Publishing News!”
Redux
As 2020 draws to a close, I have been thinking about the parallels between current times and the “Roaring Twenties” following WWI and the 1918 influenza pandemic. Just like then, we are living through a historical event that will be studied and written about one hundred years from now. Once all of us have receivedContinue reading “Redux”
Provenance Unknown: An Update
The year 2020 has been a Rubik’s Cube of emotion, an ever-changing combination of sadness, inspiration, confusion, anxiety, and connectedness. There have been days of merriment, days of not wanting to get out of bed, days of frustration. Sometimes the right squares aligned, and other times the colours were a contradictory jumble. I have experiencedContinue reading “Provenance Unknown: An Update”
Autumn
We blinked, and suddenly it’s fall. I wrote this poem last autumn but kept it squirrelled away until now. I’m more drawn to writing poetry these days even though my focus is my novel; it offers a welcome break between chapters. when i doubt the dimming light caught in drops like headlights in eyes castContinue reading “Autumn”
Birthday (A Poem for Rose)
This week we celebrated my daughter’s birthday. While she was opening presents, I quickly wrote this poem as a simple but heartfelt gift to her. Birthday (A Poem for Rose) sweet, green girleyes round like peachesrolling up to heavenwhen you think I can’t see you(in the young, fresh grass)sprouting, all limbsgangly and beautifulto carryforwardstrongly, boldlyyoursecretContinue reading “Birthday (A Poem for Rose)”
Sharing Paper Hearts: A Follow Up
Back on April 11 I posted my first attempt at song lyrics, “Paper Hearts”. At the time I asked any musicians who might be interested in giving the tune a go to contact me. Honestly, my expectations were low, and the lack of any kind of initial response just confirmed that this was justified thinking.Continue reading “Sharing Paper Hearts: A Follow Up”
Riding Miss Betsy
Her steel body squeaked unnervingly as we bounced along the uneven pavement. My hands, gripping the short, ribbed handlebars, struggled unsuccessfully to keep the oversized front wheel from wobbling. The man who lives at the top of the block looked up from his weeding, amused. I had regularly watched him breeze up the hill duringContinue reading “Riding Miss Betsy”
Sonia Nicholson 