Ocean

We were in Victoria recently when a storm blew in. So down to the shore we went to watch waves, and feel the wind, which really stung! Had to really lean into it to stay upright, it was so strong, great fun …

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OCEAN

wind chases the day                                         010..9.29.13.
under my heels
balances a leaf
on the rim of an hour
shreds minutes
through my hair

it tosses rags of water
against bent bodies
howls laughter
under my coat
tears the moment
half past tomorrow
and discards me
on a breaking wave

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … Here is poetry … interweaving images culled from a wartime childhood with bittersweet memories of a “summer father”. Lynda Monahan

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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons, Andrew Jon Mark ... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer. Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more... Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including: Berry and the Birthday Band (2010) One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print Seasons (1993) – out of print Watch-night (2005) – out of print
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