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Jaimie Levesque
Calgary, AB
I live in the shadow of the rocky mountains but my heart wanders.
Interests: Traveling, art, reading, writing, politics, crossword puzzles, finding an amazing new poet or artist, almond milk chai lattes. I also love a fresh new newspaper or magazine, preferably read in the bath with a nice cup of tea.
Recent Activity
“Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever... Continue reading
Posted 6 days ago at The Abalone Shell
The sweetest little song You go your way I'll go your way too - Leonard Cohen Continue reading
Posted Aug 21, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I'm going to embrace joy today. I've been down a bit lately, but really--what is there to be sad about? I've experienced love with someone amazing. I have a beautiful son and a roof over my head. I've traveled to... Continue reading
Posted Aug 21, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I love Tina Dico. Her singing voice is just so ballsy! Plus she's based out of Reykjavik, a wise and wonderful choice for artists and wanderers and a place I very much hope to visit again soon. She's been featured... Continue reading
Posted Aug 19, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
Poem Whether in quiet or a flurry of words I love you, in my way I am far from perfect my love imperfectly executed Making a nest over your heart hoping to settle, a little through four different countries so... Continue reading
Posted Aug 12, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
Attachment is the great fabricator of illusions; reality can be obtained only by someone who is detached. – Simone Weil From the dear comes grief; From the dear comes fear. If you're freed from the dear You'll have no grief,... Continue reading
Posted Aug 11, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
The Uses Of Sorrow (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. *** Instructions for living a life.... Continue reading
Posted Jul 16, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I used to live in a heartbeat city, I swear I'd fall in love every minute on the street. You might be walking around the corner And our eyes might meet. Where you been darling darling? Where you been darling... Continue reading
Posted Jun 25, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I love Michael Ondaatje, I love The English Patient (both the book and the movie, very different but equally excellent things). With this hot weather and summer almost upon us, I might take it to some quiet corner of this... Continue reading
Posted Jun 12, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” - Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul A friend once said to me, "If... Continue reading
Posted Jun 7, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I am healing over I am manufacturing a new universe a motley arrangement, but it’s wholly mine I am clearing out, burning up, tearing and releasing I am a blank sheet I am the empty space I am the breath... Continue reading
Posted May 20, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
“A prayer for the wild at heart kept in cages.” Stairs to the Roof “If I got rid of my demons, I’d lose my angels.” Conversations with Tennessee Williams “Time is the longest distance between two places.” The Glass Menagerie... Continue reading
Posted May 20, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I'm not good at goodbyes. I've never been; I wish I had an explanation for it and it's been one of the hardest things I have to deal with on a relatively regular basis. Whether it is just a brief... Continue reading
Posted May 7, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
Sugar sugar how'd you get so fly Continue reading
Posted Apr 27, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
Waxing Spectacular (or, Venus is in my horoscope) Bigger than a butterfly I am a bolt of blue satin I am the fresh new green of a peony bud This joy grows so, it keeps me busy and transforming So... Continue reading
Posted Apr 20, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
dreaming up this golden grain but I'm falling from this shack talking sweet to the queen wishing I was riding with the jacks walking proud and lonesome now oh I'm yearning for the pack but I'd never say "I love... Continue reading
Posted Apr 16, 2015 at The Abalone Shell
I was just looking through some photographs from when I was younger (which I might share here someday if I have the time) and found a poem I wrote about them once. It seemed connected so. . . here we... Continue reading
Posted Apr 12, 2015 at The Abalone Shell