“During the pandemic, a high school poetry club of Indigenous students invited me to give a reading. I shared poems I’d written about murdered and missing Indigenous relatives, poems about ancestral ...
Christmas—a time of praise and worship of the One who came to give us eternal life! For centuries, through the creativity given by the Creator of all, writers have used their quills, pens, and ...
But the real superpower of poetry lies in giving expression to our love, happiness and passion. From love poems for her and love poems for him to words exploring issues of unity and injustice ...
“Then word spread, and pretty soon I was writing so many of these love letters, in exchange for ‘tea money’. It was only much later that I realised they were my first attempts at poetry.