I don't get to go to Costa Rica this year, so I revisit it in my mind. Last year's trip was extra-special because I shared it with family...

Blue Day

This somewhat ekphrastic poem emerged after looking at a photograph of an art installation of work by Nathan E. Carson at The Power Plant art gallery in Toronto.


Twice a week, I treat myself to writing online with others. This poem came out of one of those experiences, for which I am very grateful.

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