La tempête de fin octobre
They sit in their vehicles behind the Centre communautaire, high-beam headlights illuminating but a sliver of the temperamental Strait
They sit in their vehicles behind the Centre communautaire, high-beam headlights illuminating but a sliver of the temperamental Strait
My friend from Daysland, AB, retired farmer Ken Eshpeter, is always pondering the future of agriculture and the environment, so I welcomed him to share some of his poetry here.
A paper trail of a life not so much lived, as catalogued
...brimming with pysanky and pasky...
I fear not your sting, though everlasting life holds no interest
Our free people will trample your tricolour rag, over and over, in the meadows where the bent red viburnum rises once again
Though truly finished only on the last day, the joy comes in the artistry of the build, with materials at 60 not the same as those of 38