Life and limb
Two stories high, on a pale green branch, where only the wail of the buzz-saw and the silence of the limb prevails, a tree-service man executes a perfect warrior pose: … Continue reading Life and limb
Lyrical Intervention
Two stories high, on a pale green branch, where only the wail of the buzz-saw and the silence of the limb prevails, a tree-service man executes a perfect warrior pose: … Continue reading Life and limb
In 1956 when I was ten, my family moved from our post-war, veterans’ cottage on Viau Street in Montréal Est to West Hill Avenue in Notre-Dame-de-Grâce; I told my best … Continue reading Heart–a bit of flash non-fiction