I was reading a book of essays by the esteemed poet Mary Oliver. My poem tells what I discovered, and how I reacted. Photo credit: Jean Hilscher, frametoframe.ca

This poem offers my take on the grief I feel over ecocide. Our mother is bleeding silence because we will not listen to what her rivers and her oceans and her glaciers and forests are telling us. I created this acrylic painting as part of an online experience with other women in Feb. 2020.

Wild weather at Lake Temagami means I’m not out in the canoe, while strong winds from the south are wont to blow the vessel off the dock. Watercolour painting by Daniel Buckles.

The pines at Lake Temagami are majestic beings. They create a carpet to walk on, all over the island I love so much. They rustle in the wind. They are home to red squirrels and birds. Photo credit: mine!