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Listen to Ellen reciting poetry.
Jam Today
“The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday – but never jam today.” White Queen to Alice, Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There, by Lewis Carroll.
Last season’s
peach and gooseberry
sweet-tart on the tongue
spread on toast, muffins,
bagel with raisins
and cinnamon –
spice of the sabbath
now her body is jamming
itself, cells stuck and clogged
blocking the vital
spring again
flowers jam in the garden,
jazz musicians gone wild,
cacophony of tulips
trill of daffodil
violin tones of violets
and weeping redbud,
one gooseberry bush
bursting into flower
soft fruit
longing
to be picked.
Ellen S. Jaffe, 2016
for Sharon H. Nelson (2 January 1948 – 12 June 2016)
published in Persimmon Tree, Summer 2017
http://www.persimmontree.org/v2/summer-2017/international-poets/-
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Category Archives: Reflections
Moving into Moving
Maybe what they say about childbirth is also true of moving house — you forget how hard it is so you can decide to do it all over again.
I have moved quite a few times over the years, sometimes … continue reading
Fifty Shades of Green
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Words and Images
Hi everyone —
A cold week in January in Hamilton — and over much of the east coast.
Please check out the beautiful and haunting images created for my poem “Water Children” by Steven McCabe, on his site, www.poemimage.wordpress.com. This … continue reading
Reflections on Newtown, Connecticut
REFLECTIONS ON NEWTOWN, CONNECTICUT
Like everyone who has heard this news, I am shocked (yet again), horrified, and deeply saddened by the murders of 20 children, 6 teachers, and the shooter’s mother — as well as his own suicide. One … continue reading
Places — part two
Last month I wrote from Newfoundland and Labrador, and now I am in Vancouver, at the other end of the country. Returning from St. John’s, my plane was delayed by fog and then by Hurricane Sandy — and now I … continue reading
Place in writing and in life: geography, memory, story
Several weeks ago I gave a talk to the Lit Chat group in Hamilton on the role of place in writing – in memory and in story. This included imaginary and mythical places – the land of fairy tales, “once … continue reading
The Value of Poetry
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