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Montreal, Quebec, Canada
i wrote some books and gave away library. i like to think that every poem is a love poem. i believe that "No" is a full sentence. i used to collect old books and young cats. i don't like noisy people, places or things. my three favourite words: yes, please, thank you. my favourite punctuation mark is the colon: i have a beautiful cat, a bicycle, an old typewriter, and a ladle. these things make me happy.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Now I could stop breathing in the next few seconds knowing that I had somehow touched some frostbitten hearts here and there and that my life had been worthwhile if I never again took another breath. ::: Rated by iwillnotfall on Apr 13 2007, 9:44pm The Gifted and the Forgotten - Stephen Spender perhaps said it best. But I will reiterate. There are some souls who remember the corridors of light even as they enter this world. Gwen is one of those. She is one of the gifted and the forgotten. One who writes what is immediately impressed upon her soul and releases it to the air of cosmic consciousness. And thereupon it is forgotten. This is the work that goes unrecognized, unrewarded, yet must be done. ::: Rated by mike-kelly on Dec 04 2006, 2:49pm GCL had me laughing, smiling and thinking. She is the real thing, someone who thinks and makes me think. She is herself here, that is the highest praise I can give any stumbler. ::: Rated by starwalker on Oct 16 2006, 5:07am This is a wonderful blog, warm, full of insight, wise words and humour. Here is a place to relax, find solace if you need it, laugh when you want to, and just enjoy for the sheer wonder and beauty of it all. Once you visit GCL's page, you'll come back again and again, metaphorically to sit down by the fire and just feel at home. ::: Rated by thunderbay on Jul 30 2006, 1:59pm Like eating a potato chip ... you have to keep going back for more. GCL feeds your heart and soul with goodness, inspiration, positive energy, and humor. Thank you. ::: Now, that last one just has to be my Obituary. Wouldn't you like to be somebody's potato chip?

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