Category: Newfoundland Poetry

[caption id="attachment_12303" align="alignright" width="150"] "Perched ten feet from foaming edge, I Learnt about Fundy nor’easters..."[/caption] During winter months, no “rents” are open On fishing islands, cottages, cabins closed. Whilst lobstering,...

[caption id="attachment_55" align="alignright" width="150"] "Reflections self-concealed..."[/caption] Awakened by confusing dreams, memories Resurrected from past, places and people Wrong, swirled within my mind, except Regressed past rising from subconscious, Revisiting in...