bereft. a poem by Josephine LoRe

bereft in that photograph you are standing on nonno’s knees pyjamaed feet his hands encircling you steadying you the first boy in the family after three daughters three granddaughters the first boy he was sixty-two the photo tucked into the frame of the tapestry which fills his study wall you flew back with your belovedContinue reading “bereft. a poem by Josephine LoRe”

we’ve held our breath. a poem by Josephine LoRe

we’ve held our breath through seven hundred pandemic days waiting to awaken into normal but this morning images careen across the screen tanks thunder through streets seven hundred thousand flee from the beast mouths agape in silent scream a continent away my students cautiously approach me and ask in a hush Madame will the worldContinue reading “we’ve held our breath. a poem by Josephine LoRe”

that forgotten place. a poem by Josephine LoRe

that forgotten place Where the grey light meets the green air The hermit’s chapel, the pilgrim’s prayer – T.S. Eliot, Landscapes III There’s a place that time’s forgotten beyond the hermit’s chapel beyond the pilgrim’s prayer Brooks burble with words of wonder and chirrups fill the air There among larkspur and bluebell a bed ofContinue reading “that forgotten place. a poem by Josephine LoRe”

Love is in the air. A poem by Josephine LoRe

Love is in the air     and I say love with cheese…   gruyère and emmenthal   brie, parmeggiano     crocks for the oven, red and gray   a bag of onions and bay leaves plucked  from nanna’s garden last summer  a half-baked baguette   and chicken stock & thyme     andContinue reading “Love is in the air. A poem by Josephine LoRe”

the smell of sawdust. A poem by Josephine LoRe

the smell of sawdust the smell of sawdust on his clothes and in his hair and in his pores the roughness of his hands the breadth of his suntanned back the darkness of his eyes under lashes thick she pale and fair—hazel eyes, auburn hair he profound, his proclamations meant to be absolute she shrillContinue reading “the smell of sawdust. A poem by Josephine LoRe”

Solsitice Song. A poem by Josephine LoRe

Solstice Song bury me in ashes bury me in bone bury me in mountainland a thousand miles from home   bury me the depth of my height the width of my wonderment and want   toss yellowed roses onto freshdug mound let each poet stand and speak one single syllable unutterable truth   for IContinue reading “Solsitice Song. A poem by Josephine LoRe”

Poetry by Josephine LoRe

Straightening Nails his granddaddy settled in Ridgedale North Saskatchewan a carpenter all his life and gave the six-year old a simple task – straighten nails for this was a time when nothing got thrown away, nothing taken for granted, everything repurposed, everything reused and with a hammer and intention the boy spent his summer straightening nails for thisContinue reading “Poetry by Josephine LoRe”

Poetry by Josephine LoRe

In Praise of Colour pink and red yellow and brown and inbetween, blue dark purple, pale green these are the colours we hurt in red, blood flowing through veins menses from the womb creamy, the vernix of a baby’s birth colourless, the liquid salt from our eyes be they brown or blue green or grey,Continue reading “Poetry by Josephine LoRe”

Negotiating Caponata. A Book Review by Josephine LoRe

Negotiating Caponata Carla Scarano D’Antonio Dempsey & Windle 2020 ISBN 9781913329228 £ 8.00 Negotiating Caponata … a review by Josephine LoRe Carla Scarano D’Antonio’s Caponata arrived late last year and I devoured it in one sitting.  Enough time has passed now for the unique flavours to blend as they would in the caponataContinue reading “Negotiating Caponata. A Book Review by Josephine LoRe”

in.ception. A poem by Josephine LoRe

in.ception       Scientists have captured the flash of light that sparks when a sperm meets an egg I knew         I walked from the bed to the bathroom and knew                                         a life inside my life a spark                                              within my spark a flash                           infinitesimal then the size of flaxseed         Continue reading “in.ception. A poem by Josephine LoRe”