memoir
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It is currently 5:27 AM…
There couldn’t be a more fitting writing prompt to help me break my almost one month sabbatical from this blog. 5 months ago I gave birth to a little girl. 5 months before that my husband brought home a Maine Coon kitten who, as it would turn out, is deaf. I went to bed at… Continue reading
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Singing Infants and The Last Song
I’ve been thinking lately of a connected sequence of things, the first being, that Naima, now two months old, has begun to sing. She shows a strong preference for the following songs: Wild Is The Wind by Nina Simone (but sung by me)The Littlest Birds by The Be Good Tanyas (but sung by me)The Wind… Continue reading
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Adventures In Baby Wearing
Today was the first day Naima and I ventured into the world on our own. Of course, ten years ago I was running around the world with a baby and a toddler. But today felt different. The world has changed, and so have I. I’m not old and feeble, but I am older. I wore… Continue reading
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Perhaps
One week ago I planted morning glories. Four to six weeks before the last frost for early blooms, the little envelope said. Six wetted seeds lay soaking overnight, dreaming of a trellis, and were then each placed one centimetre deep in cheap dollar store soil. A week later and five have crept up to reveal… Continue reading
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The Laundry Room
When I was four years old my mother selected half-day kindergarten on the forms that came home. This meant that she would pick me up at lunchtime, whereas my three older siblings would stay on at the same elementary school until the bell rang at 3:30 and we would go again to collect them. The… Continue reading
About Me
A poet living in Ontario. Mostly works of memoir and poetry that focus on motherhood, womanhood, and relationship to self.