Lover’s Knot

Snowflakes melt and join. Two young people pledge their love. Parents are happy.     David Garlick, Victoria, December 1995 Written for Bob and Yasuko, when they decided to tie the knot.

Indian Maid

So why do you weep, my Indian maid, where the mountains rise from the sea. Where the Eagle soars and the Salmon leaps and the waves and the winds blow free? I weep for a part of me that’s lost, I weep for the wide Prairies. I weep for the sky that is domed and […]

Candle

When a candle flame withers from orange to blue and the light it gave us dwindles. When the scent of burnt wax fades on the air and the warmth it shared cools. Will we remember it?   Words written in it’s light, remain. Books read by its loom can be felt, the ideas, alive in […]

Athena

I held her in my arms. The sky was winter dull but in my mind I now see only brightness. How small she seemed, warm against my chest she was mine; just for a while.   Proud dad was gruff and mum, new to me; fresh off a plane, twanged Ausy sounds. She let me […]