

Many of the poems show Canada's varied landscape, weather, people, and nature. The artwork is varied, from soft watercolours to bold paintings that capture the essence of each poem.
I have picked out two I liked:
This I know
The light of day
cannot stay.
The fading sun
will not come
to anybody's calling.
The cold moon light
Is clear and white.
She will not go,
this I know,
til all the stars have fallen.
~Anne Corkett
The sky is falling
It's cool under the August
apple tree
and fun
lying on my back looking
at the sky
shaped into blue chunks
between leaves
magnified
between fingers
rainbowed
between eyelashes.
You can see a lot
everything but the apple
that hits your nose
and then nothing but
stars.
~Diane Dawber
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