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I love this poem by Cesare Pavese. Traveling is a brutaality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky — all things
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It is quite true that ever since my children and grandchildren started swirling around my ankles, I have had few opportunities to gather my broken thoughts and write about where I am today. To begin with, I am older, but I still love to write and publish novels and short stories. Even now, I am
I am long overdue at updating my blog, In the Labyrinth. Read More »
I have been blogging at this location for the last fifteen years, and it is with pleasure that I continue to do so — but perhaps with a much-changed mission. When authors I know first started blogging, it was a way of communicating with people. I look back at the posts from five-six years
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My mother's husband Enver — a wonderful gardener and activist for green spaces in Toronto where they lived for many many years, has created this beautiful green and living memorial for his wife and my mother, Jeanette. He petitioned to have a sugar maple tree planted along the public walkway (where he
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This has long been on my wall and everytime I glance up an see it on my bulliton board I recite it to my self. "Some white academy of grace Taught her to dance in perfect ways: Neck , locked as lilly, is not wan On this great, undulating bird. Are they
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I love this wonderful scramble of cats! Particularly as I am allergic to cats, I can at least enjoy seeing them on the blog.
This has been such a fertile time looking toward the past. Daily, thanks to my cousin Earl (an excellent genealogist), another chapter in the narrative history of my family opens up. I should write a novel — well, maybe stories about my family. Here is a bit of news that Earl sent me
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I found this lovely image—most likely of the great warrior Queen, Matilda of Tuscany—and thought how familiar she looked, banded together with her sisters-in-arms, swords and longbows, arrows, and beautiful dresses. Though Matilda was certainly far more powerful and effective as a warrior queen, this image seemed like a perfect illustration for a band of
Banished Brides and Longbows Read More »