Author Archives: JC


She is ninety-three.

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What becomes you? Must I choose?

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or loathing: In wood? In stone?

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sacrilege, homage

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To sculpt as worship or as

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I turn Picasso.

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onto stone-cold April earth.

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A eulogy of snow falls

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recite liturgies.

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breakers in exultation

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Long-shadow sunrise;

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stone but colours hands in prayer.

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Light–broken, scattered– can’t warm

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in stained glass fragments.

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Find a heart sanctuary

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Ask no such questions.

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To answer, dissect a heart.

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A lover’s, mother’s or child’s?

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Which death is harsher?

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Voracious grief consumes worlds.

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Conversations fail.

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the wave to steal their future.

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She forgets the children, sends

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throws off her mantle.

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she dresses herself in flames,

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A victim no more,

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seeks vengeance, retribution.

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JC’s book launched on May 1 at the Ottawa International Writers Festival

The Ottawa International Writers Festival Spring Edition www.writersfestival.org featured the launch of  “What My Grandma Means to Say”  at Collected Works Bookstore on Sunday, May 1.  JC spoke of how she came first to write the one-act play about eleven year-old Jake and his grandmother who is living with Alzheimer’s disease and then of the […]
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Earth, deflowered, denuded

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To yield is weakness.

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