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About the Poet – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. Emily is the postmodern poet of the sea chamber. She was born in 1975 in Windsor, Canada and grew up in Victoria, B.C. She has now published eight books of poetry and lives in the Fraser Valley of British Columbia, where she is director of. The Emily Isaacson Institute. Emily Isaacson is an author and nutritionist. She is trained in restorative justice and instructs others to use skills of conflict resolution, circle keeping, and healing through forgiveness. Also visit the blog,.
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Poets In Canada – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. January 26, 2015. May 5, 2015. The Emily Isaacson Institute was founded in 2005, and is located in the Fraser Valley of British Columbia, Canada. The Emily Isaacson Institute is dedicated to literature, the arts, and medicine, in the tradition and ways of the natural earth, preserving the legacy of Emily Isaacson and her healing modality, nutritional science. Emily Isaacson is the author of a children’s book called, Little Bird’s Song. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. You are commentin...
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Raven – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. Remember to walk the benign road,. Of healing and reparation,. Away from the virulent poisons of earth. The chastening of the fields with the. Harvest is as the light of the sun. And moon that sweep o’er the grain. The native girl’s command of the elements. Reached a crescendo as I scribbled on paper. As birds pillaged the stinging shoreline. Of mussels, salted threads. Of bladderwrack, dark purple,. And plucked beneath tiny rocks. Finally she took her mace in hand.
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Sea – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. One cannot ever be a dancer part-time. If one dances, it consumes all one’s life,. Every waking moment with the next arabesque. The language of the seashore. As the rugged grey rocks. And brittle pieces of left-over shells. A white mist hung over. The froth of water,. And I sat on a beach chair,. My auburn hair rustling in the breeze. Writing painstakingly with a pen and notebook. Into the afternoon, out of reach. Of my sworn enemy, death. Her long dark braids. Hung down her back.
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Ocean Images – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. Courtesy of Wickaninnish Inn. Courtesy of Wickaninnish Inn. Ocean Scapes by Holger Konarski. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
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The Verdict – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. 8220;I am Raven. I have embarked on a council. To censure those who. Would oppose your nature. I discern the things of. The wild and their relation to humanity. I reside in the region of Ucluelet,. Where your once fertile reaches. Are now savage and encircled. By predators. For where you were once. Salty purity, you now suffer pollution. The grey sea replied,. Your portion is one of the stars,. And you are guided. Named long ago by your forefathers. How to protect the creatures.
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Huron Carol – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. This inspired the text of. Twas in the moon of winter-time. When all the birds had fled,. That mighty Gitchi Manitou. Sent angel choirs instead;. Before their light the stars grew dim,. And wandering hunter heard the hymn:. Jesus your King is born, Jesus is born,. Within a lodge of broken bark. The tender Babe was found,. A ragged robe of rabbit skin. Enwrapp’d his beauty round;. But as the hunter braves drew nigh,. The angel song rang loud and high…. O children of the forest free,.
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A Familiar Shore – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. January 26, 2015. January 26, 2015. Emily Isaacson features the woman identity in her art depicting the survival of an ancient people in the Northern Hemisphere. Her storytelling of the sacred circle to preserve the traditions and ways of the four medicines and the four directions includes both free verse and prose poetry. Her palette of postmodern hues etches her lyric and verse into a glorious classical composition, accented by ocean thunder, and with solitude as its rest. You a...
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The Minstrel – Isaacson
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A Lodge of Broken Bark. She once had a garden of flowers far. Off in the woodland meadow;. For as the myth of the wildflower goes,. The sunset with its fading rays. Puts its head in her lap. The minstrel would direct the choir and singing. The next day for communion, then head out with Wen. For the open countryside of Mission. And the longhouse ceremony. She was looking forward to the opportunity. In this journey of her soul,. Which someone had once deemed clarity,. The self-control of black velvet,.