The Fear Divide
Where the tracks met the old wagon road stood a barrier no one but me could see
Love Lockdown
A bridge, a lock, a solo wanderer in Rome
Crossing history: Heron Road Bridge, Ottawa
When I stop my bike on the paved pathway beneath Ottawa’s Heron Road Bridge, the traffic speeding overhead sounds soothing, almost serene. Cars shush by, unseen, like wind through the trees. Trucks clickety-clack over expansion joints, like trains. I can also hear the river’s spring freshet, rapids cascading over a limestone step a few metres […]
A Bridge to the Past
A s a child, I ventured almost every year to British Columbia’s Southern Gulf Islands and I became fascinated with the history of the places I visited there. It wasn’t so much the tangible traces that intrigued me—the skeleton of a building or a scrap washed up upon the tide line—as the absences and spaces […]