Howling for Life

Howling for Life – a poem by Nasreen PejvackThe moon facing me, gazing at me, dazzling me, The moon and I were part of a mass, Within a huge ring of multitudes, you know,    Birthings from the mass began to shape and engaged us in...
Remembering Alistair MacLeod by Bonnie Lendrum

Remembering Alistair MacLeod by Bonnie Lendrum

Bonnie Lendrum pays tribute to Alistair MacLeodI met Alistair MacLeod during the cocktail reception for Humber College’s week long Creative Writing Workshop. The year was 2003. Alistair had corralled his seminar students to meet them and to establish the reading plan...

Waiting

A poem by Nasreen PejvackI am the daughter of mother earth I am the tears of the mountains, joining the rivers; together we join the oceans I am the lover of earth’s forests, oceans and mountains I have climbed the hard mountains, seeking freedom, hearing of...

How Memoir-Sistas Saved My Life

A post about Inanna author, Susan McCaslin’s, women’s memoir groupAbout four and a half years ago, when a friend suggested I consider starting a memoir-writing group with her and a few other women, I smiled but politely demurred.  “Sounds like a great...