Author Archives: JC

Waves, wind in conspiracy.

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twisting and tossing.

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caught by juniper branches,

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A dawn of anger

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as leaves turn toward the sun.

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Minds, hearts tuned to melody,

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with this assembly.

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“What My Grandma Means to Say” at the Ottawa International Writers Festival, October 20, 2011

Here’s the link to the special ’roundtable’ eventĀ  which was presented with Mother Tongue Books as part of this autumn’s edition of the Ottawa International Writers Festival. http://www.writersfestival.org/events/what-my-grandma-means-to-say-with-jc-sulzenko. The downpour-afternoon did not dampen enthusiasm for this topic. The conversation was wide-ranging. It went beyond a focus on how families develop ways in which to support […]
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Their refrain cannot compete

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Listens for her fears.

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“What My Grandma Means to Say” in performance October 5 and 6 in Prince Edward County Elementary Schools

Here is the link to an excellent article from Prince Edward Collegiate Institute writers about “What My Grandma Means to Say,” the play, which was performed for 8-12 year-olds at three County elementary schools on October 5. The troup travelled to three more schools on October 6. With the guidance of PECI head of drama […]
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sees a plane, white on sky blue.

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She hears the addaggio,

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screen the stage from her.

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a grove of stooped backs, straight spines

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Trunks block her sight-lines;

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sneakers, heels, red ballet flats.

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bronze sandals, hiking boots,

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Plum painted toe-nails,

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Interview on September 18 on CFRA 580 Talk Radio

Rabbi Bulka interviewed JC for an hour-long segment of his Sunday night talk show. Here’s the link to listen in on their conversation about “What My Grandma Means to Say”. On the target page, select the September 18 show. Rabbi Bulka with JC Sulzenko
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she sees only shoes and legs.

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From her low deckchair

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imprint on eyes that still weep.

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Fear, hate: skyline ghosts scrape heights,

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with images from hell.

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or omnipresent, overlaid

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Memory, fleeting

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Perhaps has forgotten how.

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so doesn’t listen or hear.

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He never asked her,

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