University of Toronto – where I completed my Master of Arts. At the time, I was so immersed in my studies that I rarely had the opportunity to enjoy the spectacular heritage architecture of the St. George campus. As an alumna, I truly relish such opportunities.
Happy alumna.
Inside the Church of the Redeemer, Toronto.
…a weird afternoon in downtown Toronto.
Suddenly, it struck
crisp as that winter day:
“Look!” I said. “A heart – right there.”
We watched buds in spring
turn deep green from gold
the heart then secret,
whispering beneath
rich hues that fell away
Only cold laid bare its beauty
created by lightning;
silenced by irony
It was the trimmers
methodical, swift, oblivious
As the chipper ground,
I appreciated anew the words of Frost:
“Nothing gold can stay.”
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