The Poet's House

writing

  • 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… Continue reading

  • 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… Continue reading

  • 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!… Continue reading

  • Resolute Bay

    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… Continue reading

  • The Re-View

    by Michael Plante The old wise man sits atop the mountain. Peering down into the valley he draws the conclusion that life alone is a much better choice.The chaos and smoke chokes the body and the mind.“better to be a… Continue reading