Author Archives: JC

JC Addressed Wedgewood Authors Series in Brockville

On May 25, JC drove to beautiful Brockville on the St. Lawrence River and spoke at the Wedgewood Authors Series about her experience with What My Grandma Means to Say. She described how she came to write the one-act, ten-minute play for children and how that experience led her to writing the storybook adaptation of […]
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unravel irredescence.

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From thin nylon threads, sure hands

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define the seasons.

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nets raised at sunrise;migrants

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Vigil,ritual:

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crave beauty, indigo wings.

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Covetous, the watchers wait,

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to catch a warbler.

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paths, through forest leaves and light,

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Nets strung, loose across

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a traveller trav’ling light.

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marked, not scarred; in hardship’s wake,

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lined, yet beautiful;

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wishes to age like her friend:

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That second woman

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full twenty years her junior.

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She creates for another,

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Fuchsia clothes her.

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Black, white, grey: not her colours.

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Not exactly,no.

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woman for her younger self.

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A garland, crafted by one

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run-off colours, curled.

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Within lies Spring, hand knit, in

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Blue tissue, ribbons.

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Why shout, wake her for nothing?

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Whisper her name. She sleeps, still.

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Dribble wets her hands.

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Dosing, she breathes well: no pain.

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