Lunch at the Art Gallery of Ontario followed and then, day after day, a poem. It has been an unexpected way of experiencing love. M. has declined to be identified.

I should probably feel embarrassed at telling Ireland that this is my favourite love poem, but am unabashed. There are many fine poems about the grown-up parts of love, but it's as infatuated ...

I Love the Mountains lyrics bring smiles with every word. Great for memory games, sing-alongs, and peaceful playtime.

There have been moments when, for me, its effervescence has failed to rhyme with the despondency of these days. But far more often, “Love and Other Poems” has felt like a long-awaited remedy.