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Sunday, September 22, 2013


 Six Point One

He called me this morning, “how old did you turn?”
“I am sixty-one.”
Computer savvy as he is,
He retorted, “ You’re only 6.1”

Am I Acrobat, or Photoshop? I don’t know
Perhaps Pagemaker 6.1,
So age is only numbers,
Mindset, version, a vision.

Next year, then I’ll be 6.2,
Will I be more user-friendly?
Or more troublesome, snappy, grumpy,
Irritating, annoying, crude?
Or will I be like every version?
Promised as better, improved.

[This was an impromptu poem written by me on my birthday]
Asma Warsi ©

Monday, September 16, 2013

Susan A.J. Davis

1st September through October 27th, 2013
Swims: Poetry, Images & Calligraphy
A exhibition of the original work comprising a Handmade Book by Susan AJ Davis

Reception, Book Release, and Reading of the Poems
2-4 pm Sunday, October 6th
First Unitarian Church of Hamilton
170 Dundurn Street, Hamilton, ON
Everyone is Welcome

Sunday, September 8, 2013


Band Wagons

Jumping on the 'band wagon',
in my book,
leaves much to be desired.
Large groups and masses
such as political parties
and social causes
often require that
one must leave one's
own mind and heart
I view collective thought
and a humanistic danger.

It is easy to join causes
which ask you to sign up
to dogma's...
releasing you from true

I am reminded
in the Baha'i Writings,
that one must apprehend
the truth through one's
own investigation
and not through the eyes
of others.

I find myself at odds with
many causes because I refuse
to relinquish this spiritual right.

There are those
who call me brave
and courageous
and those who find reason
to call me a traitor.

I am solitary
in my quest
to remain liberated
from classification
and life's multi-peered
of pseudo-pious offences.

I am solitary here
to persevere, to giving life
to what has been proven
to be right. To carry forward
the truths that I've found
and to make that
the whole meaning
of my life.