Today, instead of giving you a new poem, I'm going to post a link to a YouTube video and if you're so inclined you can hear me reading ten poems. It's 15 minutes of me!
I'm not writing a new one today because I'm working on a lesson/talk that I'm giving this Friday to students in various classrooms that will be connected, via the magic of the Internet, with me at home.
I'm participating in Rocking the Page! —a virtual online writers' festival convened by the Kootenays's Arrow Lakes School District #10. This involved me making a video while I was in La Manzanilla. (If you doe me you'll dotice I had a bit of a code whilst making it.)
Huge thanks to my friend Martin, who assisted with the filming and edited out the bit where I piteously called for water and for getting it all onto an SD card complete with a title so I could load it to YouTube once I got home. Here, again, is the link.
Halfway Down He Stares
Why I'm Not Looking For the Cat
What's Best For Us
Salty Meringue Madness and the Traveling Fair
Just Before Dusk
And, just because in Canada this year the National Poetry Month theme is "food", here's a shot of the three men in the Friday tianguis in La Manzanilla who cut and squeezed enough orange juice to fill my two-litre jug.
Thanks for reading (and today, possibly listening). I appreciate the comments.