• While Still Holding On

    I snapped this photo on my morning walk, and then it led me down a rabbit hole. We often look at the seasons as fitting a very specific set of rules. Trees lose their leaves in fall.They’re bare for the winter. Growth and regeneration happen during spring. Then I look at this tree holding on…

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  • Better Late than Never

    I’m late with posting these poetry prompts for National Poetry Month, and I can own that. These prompts were supposed to be posted April 11th, but life had other plans. I got home from a SickKids trip and crashed— hard. So here I am, minutes before running out the door to facilitate the Writers Table…

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  • I get so excited for April every year, and I think to myself “this is going to be the year I go out all out” to celebrate one of my favourite art forms. By the time the month arrives I’m underprepared, overwhelmed and feeling like I’ve let myself down. It wasn’t until this year that…

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  • The Quiet Glow of January: Finding light in the stillness of winter

    I want to love January, but for the bulk of my years, I fell in love with the idea of it – not its truths. If you’re like me, you’ve spent much of your life viewing January as the magical month of possibilities and clinging to the mantra of “New Year, New You”. In the…

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  • This Place I Call Home

    This Place I Call Home

    My name is Jess and I publish poetry as J.L. Fizzell – a pen name I picked out when I was nine or so to honour female writers like L.M. Montgomery during eras where women were barred or discouraged from writing or forced to conceal their gender by using their initials. My poetry is inspired…

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