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Dá um abraço à ilha por mim
Chegando à ilha de São Miguel Photo by Fernanda Sousa A poeta Gabriela Silva tinha vindo da ilha de São Miguel, para falar aos … Continue reading
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My father’s 25 de Abril
Antonio Cabral de Melo We remember 25 de Abril as a nation’s embryonic struggle towards freedom. But for me, the Portuguese day of liberation took on new meaning when my father was buried on April 25, 2005. For … Continue reading
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On the Old Ontario Strand
Sheet music published by J.H. Peel Music Publishing Co., Toronto. Cover by Virginia Boake ‘48 and Music arrangement by Joyce Belyea ‘46 As much as my writing reveals a nostalgic longing for the place and time of my childhood, … Continue reading
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Reading with my Grandfather on Sunday afternoons
When I was a little boy, around the age of six or seven, I would spend quiet Sunday afternoons lying in bed with my grandfather, reading. I can still see the Louis XV style bedroom set in our house … Continue reading
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Tiago
At sixty, Tiago (or Mr. James da Silva, his name on the official Staff Directory) had left his job at Crescent School, where he’d taught boys to interpret the beauty of the world through paint on canvas. When a … Continue reading
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My Father’s Toronto
Toronto’s new City Hall 1965. Photo by Antonio de Melo My father came to Canada from the Azores, an archipelago of nine small islands in the North Atlantic, when I was just six years old. It wasn’t until … Continue reading
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Exile
Nordeste coast, island of S. Miguel, Azores “My relationship with Italian takes place in exile, in a state of separation.” So starts Jhumpa Lahiri in her achingly profound and beautiful essay on identity, language and belonging, “Teach … Continue reading
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The Emigrantes
I came upon the Monumento ao Emigrante in Ponta Delgada, across Avenida Infante Dom Henrique, close to Forte S. Brás and Campo de São Francisco: a bronze family in a permanent act of immigrating. The father, with one arm lifted … Continue reading
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Bowie IS
Bowie mural near Bloor and Bathurst, Toronto I first saw Bowie in 1976 when he performed at Maple Leafs Gardens on February 26. I was excited about finally going to see the flashy elaborate stage shows of Ziggy Stardust … Continue reading
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