The New Renaissance Mindset

Beneath the bustling streets and towering buildings of Montreal, there might lie a relic of a time long past. Is it the old Sainte-Antoine Cholera Cemetery, tucked away beneath the Dorchester Square? Here, in the quiet darkness, the ghosts of a bygone era still linger, their silent whispers echoing through the shadows. The air is … Continue reading Imagining the Unseen in Dorchester Square – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

in montreal, there are places haunted, ghosts and spirits, all undaunted, by time and space and human eyes, they linger still, beneath the skies. the old montreal courthouse, it seems, is where the ghost of a hanged man dreams, while in the queen Elizabeth hotel, a lady in red, her tale to tell. the old … Continue reading The Ghosts of Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

in comes she from a land of sun with toes that curl and skin that's brown the snow begins its frozen dance and she stands still in a bewildered trance her breath forms clouds that linger and fade she feels the cold deep in her bones, afraid she watches as snowflakes twirl and spin a … Continue reading A New Montrealer’s First Winter – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

See, that illuminated cross aloft Mont-Royal, how it glows a beacon of hope, a symbol of faith rising up in the night sky, steadfast and brave its arms outstretched, embracing all who seek solace and comfort, who answer the call to climb the mountain, to feel its grace to bask in the glow of that … Continue reading The Illuminated Cross – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

In Montreal, there once was a theatre, That showcased some movies of feature, From Sound of Music to Werewolf in London, The audiences' joy couldn't be undone, Seville was the place for a cinematic adventure.

There once was a theatre quite grand, In Montreal, the best in the land, Its stage was a sight, With talent in flight, The National, a cultural command.

In Montreal there once stood a theatre, The Colonial, where acts would feature, For movies, it soon got a facelift, And a new name to uplift, Became the Palace a silver screen creature!

In Montreal, there was a theatre called Lowes, Where moviegoers came in droves. Its grand marquee, Lights up the street with glee, And inside, the silver screen truly glowed