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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…
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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 wise hermit than a follower setting his own house on fire”From the top of the…
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by Michael Plante I saw a woman who believed she was rejected by society.In her attempts to fit in she discarded her principles;cast them aside to engage in an illusionand spent the summer chasing something that didn’t exist. The butterfly floated down from the heavens ever so gently.Seeking nourishment for its body and soul.Landing upon…
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by Michael Plante Fire is a companion that will never let you down. It says, I will always love you; I will never let you go, but if you ignore me, I will burn your house down. Fire needs to be nurtured and as it grows requires more attention; just as a young child requires…
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Michael Plante When you see a child sitting outside their house a tear in their eye and smudge dirt on their cheeks;a woman screams from within and the sound of breaking furniture; you understand that it’s not any of your business. So you move on.Your steps become quiet and you search for something to occupy…
