writing

  • Canada and U.S.A.

    A Friend Not A Foe Jean Chretien’s words spoken at Gander’s 9/11 Memorial Ceremony “Yes, Canada is a generous, open country, and Canadians are tolerant and kind, but never mistake our generosity for weakness.” “Never, never mistake our tolerance for lack of determination, and never, never mistake our kindness for softness.” “We know who we…

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  • A Dog With No Tale

    My name is Pamiuqit means “dog with no tail”I was born in the tundraa vast nothingnessthat leads to my feet. Only fate can distribute calamityand the tundra is full of it.It rises like snow drifts in winterand sings through blistering windswhen the midnight sun has disappeared. It breaks the very ice you stand oninto pieces…

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  • My Blank Canvas

    In elementary school I was handed a blank canvas,some brushes and paint.Our teacher said, “paint something you learned”I decided to paint a Navajo dwellingsomewhere in the desert untouched by written history. In one hand I held a paletteblending the colors of a night sky.A memory sparked and inspiration ignitedwhat flowed through my heartflowed from my…

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  • Life Crafted

    by Michael Plante Can you see yourself floating on the seasin a little craft;waves lappingthe sun is shininga slight breeze brushes your cheeka cloud rolls by to say “Hello”and you laugh because it looks like a smile? At that moment you can become anything you likego anywhere you wantspeak to anyone you please.Nothing dares to…

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  • The Metaphoric Library

    by Michael Plante I call forth the Gods of my youththe ones that taught me everything.Bring me light or bring me darknesslet me chew on both until I gag.I would forfeit my life just to own a page of history! I journey down a worn path leading to the well of creativitywhere the Gods themselves…

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