"You know, he was always like a fish out of water around her...poor Lumpers, never mind, I says, plenty more fish in the sea, plenty more."

Thursday, May 26, 2011


The sun throws us glittering days
asks us to make peace with glowing wounds
the unhealable
the impatient spaces between
what is and is and is.

-Shawna Lemay, Against Paradise

This is Shawna. She is a poet. A wordsmith. She loves handbags, old typewriters and bacon. When she's not at her desk, turning words into cathartic imagery, she's out with her camera capturing poetry in colours and calm things, or she's hanging out with her family and her lovely black lab.

You can find her at http://shawnalemay.blogspot.com/

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