Strange garden

"Strange garden" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Your care-bronzed tones Holding the steady flow Of words thick With quietly churning thoughts And a breath-catching gaze Drew me over my wall and yours Landing me in this strange garden Of new and old worth exploring


"Wait" - poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: An empty chamber Waits For its door to open And a new breeze To blow through

Why we resist

"Why we resist" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Trying something new isn’t easy After fast-forwarding through the unknown It requires sacrifice Taking a bit of what you know Some of the old comfort And trading it forward For a minutely-shifted version of yourself Just different enough to be unfamiliar Needing that extra ounce of effort To bring the mirror-image back into focus […]

Heart in flight

"Heart in flight" poetry by Roshan James, Wellesley, Ontario, Canada

Text: Shooting beyond the shadows Of what might have been There’s unfinished business In these hollow-caged bones And I get lost in the forests of fine time Passing impatiently A heart taking flight With dust on my shoes Closing the distance Stepping slow In growing devotion Waiting, waiting To come home

Little things

"Little things" poetry by Roshan James, Kitchener Waterloo, Ontario, Canada

Text: The joy of this life is to uncover newness In the little moments, to find beauty Hidden in plain sight And to be able to share all of this With those who understand more than they see

Our ground

"Our ground", poetry by Roshan James, Kitchener Waterloo, Ontario

Battle scarred Broken parts Patched and wrapped with charred resolve Done for days Gone for months Years that asked with no response   And here you come With eye-lit smiles Far brighter-bold than northern skies With depth of strength And patience long Holding on to find our ground  

Light in the depth

"Light in the depth", poetry by Roshan James

I dipped a toe To test the warmth Of waves beckoning me Drawing my feet into the shallow tide Innocent in depth and clarity Belying an unexpectedly strong pull Unnoticeably inching me out To unfamiliar and unattempted water Until the ocean floor sank away from my feet And fear would have felt right If not for […]


"Anticipation", poetry by Roshan James

How long do we wait For a few moments To let fall the words We can’t bear to keep in For the rush of breath, of song To free our hearts thrumming In anticipation

Dusk is falling

Dusk is falling, poetry by Roshan Grossman. Artwork by Olga Mohelnikova.

Somewhere Dusk is falling And stars are burning At the speed of light Blazing to extinction In agonies of passion Igniting and consuming The untamed horizon Razed unclaimed Ushering The rush of a creation And a consciousness fresh Of belief, of finding Something new In the dawn Waiting After dusk falls