Christina Watkins

Poet

My Story

Christina Watkins B.A. M.Div. teacher, soul friend, pilgrim, poet. I was born in Southern Ontario, Canada. Since I married my husband, who is a geologist, I have lived in Australia, Toronto, Mexico, Northern Ontario, Northern Quebec, Colorado, Arizona, and British Columbia. I have always and still do love to walk and hike and dance, listen to music and write poems, to read and go to the movies and attend theatrical or musical productions. I am a life long learner and life long teacher, I hope.

Latest Blogs

EARTH SUFFUSED WITH LIGHT

EARTH SUFFUSED WITH LIGHT

Earth Suffused with light. How can we understand?Love teaches by story, portrays our needs.But what is it that makes us human? Story tells of a garden, suggests a plan.We learn which are flowers, are warned of weeds.Earth suffused with light. How can we understand? We...

The Mexican Jaguar

The Mexican Jaguar

Early in our days in SonoraI went with my husband to a field campby jeep. Then bony backed mules.The eight Mexicans there were shy aswe said Buenos días to each other.Next morning they answered my Buenos días with Buenos días le dé Dios.It became like that.I stayed in...

One Snowy Day in South Porcupine, Ontario, 1975

One Snowy Day in South Porcupine, Ontario, 1975

Here is a poem I recently wrote in January. I hope you will enjoy it. It's called "One Snowy Day in South Porcupine, Ontario, 1975" In the time when eyelashes turned white in the coldI cross country skied most winter days.The babysitter arrived just after three...

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The poems are written in free verse with excellent rhythm and compelling structure, whether you enjoy them in English, Spanish, or both. Each poem connects the reader with nature and, often lightly, with a sense of something bigger through dance, motherhood, and a subtle Religious tone. Readers who enjoy nature, dancing, and graceful prose will revel in the journey. This collection has broad appeal and a beautiful rhythm that makes each poem even more compelling when read in sequence. Watkins has composed poems that softly demand notice and deliver a lovely journey for those who read them.

– OLIVIA FARR, THE US REVIEW OF BOOKS