WATCHING THE SUNDAY MORNING WALKERS

From my patio vantage, the upper half of the elderly man is visible over the front fence. Sports cap and sunglass clad against the early sun he moves slowly, inclines his head, halts. He seems to remain in suspended animation, neither going nor coming. A stillness radiates from him and I wonder if he is […]

ISLANDS OF CONFLICT

Our neighbour steals our land.  The destructive bashes she hosts can last for days, though late at night the bass eventually lulls us to sleep.  On sunny days we inhabit the pathways bordering our common boundary.  Some poach her fish.  Others leave their trash at her front door.  My children throw stones.  I cannot stop […]