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From the archives

Pax Atlantica

NATO’s long-lasting relevance

A Larger Role for Unions

Organized labour may be shrinking but the rhetoric is still upbeat

This United League

Will not die, will not perish

Ruins Walk, Louisbourg


We share an apple on the point.

I carve Swiss Army slices while

angry waves gnaw the shore.


Wedges pinched between thumb

and blade. She munches idly,

toeing spiders in the sand.


The breeze holds all the rage of the

Atlantic. Traces of gunpowder

flare my history-tickled nostrils.


Beside us children in period dress

chase geese. Above is a sky


that has forgotten how to laugh.


David Huebert works, lives and writes in Halifax. His poetry and fiction have appeared in journals such as Event, Matrix, Existere, Vallum and The Antigonish Review.