Candice James is Poet Laureate Emerita, City of New Westminster, BC CANADA
One Poem by Malcolm North
THE ENT’S DEATH Roots that wandered far and near whither now in autumn’s air. He finally sheds his leafy wear, and so he lies...
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Data Crunchers II - IV II Inside the computations there’s an assimilation of the very self-ness of self; it exposes corruptions... -
Frogs "Grow grass, stone frogs," written on bathroom walls. Hippie beads, oodles colourful acid pills in dress... -
Dream of the Homeplace The oaks regrown, cornfields stretching to woods, hickory standing, unstruck by lightning. Slam of the ... -
Presence of Being The slight ring of the back porch chimes resonates through the air tingling sensate neurons that enable emotional and sp... -
Hung Before I Am Heard I am gagged. Live on other people’s terms. I have no voice. I try to speak. They shut me up. Be gra... -
Priestess Nazca Hair, Peru – the skull of a woman, possibly a priestess, with hair still attached, from approximately 200 BCE. The hair ... -
A sidereal timetable To the best of my — admittedly — limited knowledge, there are something like seven trillion galaxies in ... -
John Kucera Exposed As Serial Plagiarist Plagiarism by John Kucera. I have been informed by Gabriel Ehri, the executive director of F... -
The Soft Machine Faultlines. Call- igraphies of longing. Some- times feldspar. Young girls on cellphones con- gregate ou... -
As simple as a page borrowed from a botanical manual True politeness will be found, its basis in the human heart. But this is st...
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