lacouvee, 5 months ago to poets Honoured to have my poem "At Barber's Hole" included in Fresh Voices 30 by the League of Canadian Poets. @poets #CanadianPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #AmWriting Janis La Couvée (she/her) is a writer and poet with a love of wild green spaces, dedicated to conservation efforts in Campbell River, British Columbia—home since time immemorial to the Liǧʷiɫdax̌ʷ people. Her work is published or forthcoming in Paddler Press, dipity literary magazine, Dreamers Magazine, Litmora Literary Magazine, Book of Matches, New Feathers Anthology, Pure Slush, among others, and has been anthologized in New York Writers Coalition’s Common Unity. Her poem The Man is Not was short-listed for the inaugural Van Isle Poetry Collective contest. Online at janislacouvee.com At Barber’s Hole for Frances sheer green pools and the river strong and clear tumbling over rock and ledge on sandstone shelves quiet on rocky shore sun worshippers bronze children dabble in shallows while intrepid adventurers leap from boulder to boulder launch into pillows of foam float and bump, buoyed by currents treachery lurks, not far from the surface perched above, on the path a plaque and lifesaving ring dedicated to a young friend held, too long, in a watery grasp
Honoured to have my poem "At Barber's Hole" included in Fresh Voices 30 by the League of Canadian Poets. @poets #CanadianPoetry #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity #AmWriting
Janis La Couvée (she/her) is a writer and poet with a love of wild green spaces, dedicated to conservation efforts in Campbell River, British Columbia—home since time immemorial to the Liǧʷiɫdax̌ʷ people. Her work is published or forthcoming in Paddler Press, dipity literary magazine, Dreamers Magazine, Litmora Literary Magazine, Book of Matches, New Feathers Anthology, Pure Slush, among others, and has been anthologized in New York Writers Coalition’s Common Unity. Her poem The Man is Not was short-listed for the inaugural Van Isle Poetry Collective contest. Online at janislacouvee.com At Barber’s Hole for Frances sheer green pools and the river strong and clear tumbling over rock and ledge on sandstone shelves quiet on rocky shore sun worshippers bronze children dabble in shallows while intrepid adventurers leap from boulder to boulder launch into pillows of foam float and bump, buoyed by currents treachery lurks, not far from the surface perched above, on the path a plaque and lifesaving ring dedicated to a young friend held, too long, in a watery grasp