Month: December 2021

Theme Issue #10

We’re pleased to present seven selected pieces reflecting a range of departures, from dreamt to remembered to acutely felt: relationships, life cycles, memory itself. We thank everyone who submitted and look forward to future submissions. Click on the link to go directly to the following poems: Josie Di Sciascio-Andrews, “Leaving”  https://lawrencehouse.ca/leaving/ ‎ Joseph a farina, …

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Leaving

Leaving We are so much like the trees. We mistake their stasis for imprisonment. Our mobility for freedom. But we too are deeply rooted. Bound in place. Conglomerates of electrons. Atoms spinning ghost-like Within the predetermined orbits Of our hearts’ metaphysics. On the door of my house There are no metal bars. Unlike the trees, …

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My Father’s City

My Father’s City Reminiscing about growing up in the west end of the city, he never took me there. Cables of streetcar avenues sparked as whales on tracks passed by and made each building shudder, There on a rainy night, lights reflecting on the sidewalks, and the stores that once led different lives, a theatre …

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Departure Imminent

Within this husk dwells a timeless essence. Trapped within Einstein’s monstrosity, bonded to his time/space milieu, pulled toward an untimely end. Trapped with eyes that do not close. Forced to watch intimate familiars thrash against the force of time’s relentless current, pushing this form through space’s infinitude. Time is no friend, stealing your youth. Leaving …

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Anthropic Principles

Anthropic Principles – the universe appears as it does because if it were different we would not be here to observe it – Random House Word Menu. I fail to see you, your sun dog’s counterglow blurs my horizon the chaos that is mine bends the light curvatures of time blue shifts into tears, orbiting …

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Ordinarily

Ordinarily the lightest of sounds Woke him: A car turning the corner Half a mile away; A cat racing across the lawn; A silent scream from Somebody else’s nightmare. But that night of all nights he didn’t stir, Didn’t roll over in a last ditch effort to Escape the disturbance, As if that’s all it …

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