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  • yours for Good Friday

    This video, with Ellyn Peirson’s poetry set to Stefano Lentini’s Stabat Mater is intended to bring Good Friday into your heart and home.  It has been made without any kind of rehearsal and certainly not a dress rehearsal!  You can join in by playing your volume tuner!  Blessings to you all as we think of ourselves in the time of Covid19, Italy, because of our Italian connection and Stefano Lentini’s sublime Stabat Mater and the people all over the planet. Be well… and let your home protect you. The poetry is available for you to read below… VOICES from the CRUCIFIXIONsome voices from the crucifixion ~ for contemplation ~ The…

  • in a few words

    ah, the passing of childish things… how well I remember learning to cursive write with pen and ink in Grade two… At least in our city, and probably the whole of Ontario, cursive writing has been abandoned by the Boards of Education.  How very short-sighted and suppressive of those who purport to promote the best for children in their educational experience. As the child grows and learns in many subject areas, so the personality and individuality gradually become evident through the completely unique handwriting of each student. Print script is the digitalization of the personality. Print script is the suppression of creativity. Here’s a fascinating outline handwriting’s history: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cursive THOUGHT:…

  • how to say

    Listen to Glenn’s poem, “How to Say,” set to music by Jeff Enns and sung by Jennifer Enns-Modolo, with Loren Shalanko at the piano: How to say(May 24, 2009) The way to say “I love you” to someoneis to say “I love you” to that personThis has come to my attentionrecently“I love you” means “I love you”and meritsbeing saidto the personfor whom you feel that love Various gestures and clipped phrasesdo notactuallysay “I love you” As lovely as a home-cooked casseroleor cheque for some needed moneyor gift certificate for an indulgenceisand is loving, nurturing, caring It is not the same as saying“I love you”it is not “Love ya”’ or “You’re…

  • assembling a poetry book

    Some words are not for poetry – III (September 19, 2009) Onomatopoetically sung song spun beauty as gossamer thread glistening I slide down dew-laced air always listening to words tinged with heaven’s grace, but strung strong Love does come to me, spinning and bathing clothing and cradling my soul in its care Beauty arises with silk gauze my wear dressing, caressing, nudged gently wading Into deep pondering life-weaving in awe of wonder, surrender to beauty’s great latticework frame, which cloaks and sustains us translucent, hushed humbly, naked and raw Into this beauty we spin without weight hosanna-hymn laced with wild gentleness [from I am Keats as you are by Glenn…

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