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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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What is love but the absence of hate?a smile,a touch of human compassionspiritual existence with othersan open door for all to pass through? I prefer to smileto laugh and create moments that last forever.When I die, I want nothing more than people saying “he created a better world for me”, and I don’t see anything…
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The Canadian Spirit When the diminishing light has finally diedand cold has gripped the landscape;the first star will appearas frost forms upon the window. We Canadians take a breath of winter lifestepping upon fallen snow.The evening star lights our path through sleeping maplesbringing us childhood memories. Skating upon the frozen pondin the heart of a…
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by Michael Plante PrologueIn 1953 the Canadian Government sent the R.C.M.P. to Inukjuak P.Q. and Pond Inlet, Nunavut to ask residents to be relocated to the Arctic. This was to have Canadian representation in the Arctic during the U.S.A./Soviet Cold War era. They were told that if they didn’t like it after 2 years they…
