Made in Montreal

I'll be glad when I've written my last poem and I can put this behind me Stephen Morrissey I've been writing poems...

Many of C.G. Jung’s psychological concepts and related interests—for instance, shadow, archetype, symbolism, alchemy, animus and anima, myth...

Reading one's old diaries or journals is like meeting a stranger you used to know, that stranger is yourself when younger. Back in Novem...

Walk in 2010 On International Women's Day both the CBC and CTV news mentioned this video of Luci Maud Montgomery who, they say, battled...

Bee balm in our garden, summer 2021 If there is a myth that speaks most directly to my experiences in life it is the Garden Myth, the story ...

When I heard that Gord Downie was born on February 6th I knew he was even more genuinely extraordinary than I originally thought. He also wr...

On the right is the Kennedy family home on Rushbrooke Avenue in Verdun where they lived in the 1920s. They had a private tennis court adjace...

My stepfather's brother, Charles Nichols, was the editor of the old Toronto Telegram newspaper. My interest in reading began with Ian Fl...

These 15K year old caves below an area in Montreal are an incredible discovery. Photographs of the caves make it look like the walls are lin...

Remembering Hilde by Dennis Johnson: I edited letters from Dennis Johnson to make this short memoir of Dennis's wife, Hilde Johnson. an...

Last spring when I began working in the garden I wondered why birds and squirrels were afraid of me but not afraid of each other. Then I th...

From last summer's reading: in I Wanted to Write a Poem, The Autobiography of the Works of a Poet (1958) William Carlos Williams discuss...

A quiet walk on a November morning and visiting St. Philip's Anglican Church in Montreal West.

The bear is a symbol of rebirth, for the bear hibernates during the winter which is a kind of death, and then in spring he emerges from his...

Who has perfected the art of living? Who lives a life worth noting? My wife's parents come to mind, they were married to each other for ...

Heading for Samhain, the season of the soul; the unconscious opens to the conscious mind, in dreams, something caught fleeting in peripheral...

Here is my review, published in The Malahat Review, issue 197, winter 2016: Indigenous Poems and Stories from Quebec Languages of Our...

I wrote these notes before a reading at the Visual Arts Center in Westmount, QC, on 17 October 2017: Poets aren't nomads, we all come ...

I just finished reading Leo Kennedy's The Shr ouding , originally published in 1933, this edition was re-published by Michael Gnarowski...

Mark McCawley , the editor of Urban Grafitti ,  was in favour of online/digital magazines, I was in favour (and still am) of both, but I pre...