We barely knew, then, what it meant to venerate A life that shone ahead like a mid-day star;

Last night she heard her father coughing in the basement. She says that’s not unusual.

But after the cake batter bowl broke on the floor, and the moon outside the window glared at her like an otherworldly stalker, Auntie Samantha started to doubt everything,

Depth can simply mean the distance down. Considering the Sequoia, depth would include its roots.

Little one, hear your life in the slanting warble of the finch.

Sometimes, it is just a question of getting where we know the path will lead, but slowly.

A bee finds the lone flower in a field of weeds, a patch of sunlight slants its way into the deep forest and a cellist’s bow finds exactly the right note.

I presume to tax my unexcused absences. I hide in my hoodie. I miss game nights that bond people. I glob on crazy glue. I hand-write fluorescent encouragement and decorate tenderness with stickers.

We go on straining to hear above the lamentations celestial music, intent on rising above the burden of fatality and grief.

In the sins of my youth three patterns emerge

you will change every day –

Time splices our years together in quirky remix

She was  young, strong, undone.  I could just imagine how you tipped  your glasses to each other

by Kenneth Reimer Eagle’s flight at dawn – the sleepy boat shakes droplets of night from its sails.   Kenneth D. Reimer lives on the...

      this sudden burst of life, verdant and alive,    as if unable to wait       the celebration

Dusk on the Island and I look east to the mainland coast.

Your hands, the rough and calloused ones that worked great wonders feeding thousands, healing blind and palsied poor.

I liked to hide beneath the catalpa tree on the terraces behind my house. Its huge, heart-shaped leaves hid me.

Spinning Earth and Moon shift us from light to shadow and pull the swollen water back high onto the shores of Western Bay.

She holds the brush like a hammer pounding her vision like nails to wood while colours howl and cry on the canvas.