The Poems of David Garlick
Their boat was pinned against the shore, red spinnaker in lifeless folds and all around the water flat, ten seconds from the finish line. And we, bested in the race so far, approached the line with failing wind. Keeping high hold better speed, reach from the center of the bay. Then as the fluky […]
We live in a temperate Jungle, if there is such a thing. We live on the edge of a huge continent. We live among the embroidery of these outskirts. We live in a very beautiful place, that is Vancouver Island, British Columbia. Part of the delight of being here, are the animals with whom we […]
Today I glanced in the mirror. A child looked back at me. His nose is freckled, his hair is fair, he sticks out his tongue, and laughs at reflections there. Today I glanced in the mirror. A schoolboy looks back at me. His nose still freckled, his hair combed flat. He thumbs his […]
We salute Maurice, who gave his youth for us. What the reward? Yes, fifty years ago. They took away his treaty rights! Who was the enemy then? Those, who’s evil creed hung, as a stinking blanket, over us? Or you, who fought for freedom, far from home. To leave friends dead on a foreign […]