When we cross the sea,
                It is the distance from our past we cross.
                                                (from the poem “Exile,” by Donald Hall)

I   Between Dawn and Dusk

Stage Left: Pierre Trudeau gives Liberal
leadership victory speech, April 1968,
in Ottawa.

                                                                                Stage Right: Justin Trudeau
                                                                                gives eulogy for his father,
                                                                                October 3, 2000, in Montreal.

                My first thoughts this night
                Having won leadership …
                It’s so crowded and hot,
                But, more to point,
                This night brings
                Great honour …

                                                                                Some thoughts
                                                                                Of growing up in his shadow,
                                                                                Its rather large cast …
                                                                                There’s some of that …

Poem, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue.


Bio:

After retiring from teaching high school English and English as a Second Language, Glenn Arthur Sweazey moved to Ottawa from Toronto. He leads a local group of writers, “In the Company of Writers,” when they meet twice monthly. He also teaches Newcomers Conversational English once a week at Ottawa’s Main Library. One past work includes a verse novel manuscript, The Lost Papers of Tom Thomson.

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