Posts By: Wanda Waterman

Wanda Waterman

Wanda Waterman is a poet, spoken word artist, blogger, cultural journalist, and digital nomad. She’s been writing regularly for The Voice Magazine since 2004, not long after she began studying psychology at Athabasca. Her poetry has been published in Descant, The Talking Leaves, Chizine, Our Times, The Best of Tigertail, and Pottersfield Portfolio and her articles in Design is Political, Rawckus Magazine, Coastal Life, The New Internationalist, This Magazine, and in her blog, The Mindful Bard. She grew up in Nova Scotia, but after having lived in New Hampshire and North Africa she’s now settled in Montreal.

My Desk, My Planet

(Note: This poem was conceived shortly after a move, when my husband couldn’t understand why the first piece of furniture I needed was a desk. I found one I loved on Kijiji but the mister didn’t want to travel to that part of the city to pick it up, and so the seller very kindly… Read more »

Resisting the Tyranny of the Money God

“A wise person should have money in their head, but not in their heart.” – Jonathan Swift Not Just the Rich Slavery to mammon isn’t the prerogative of the rich, much as us poor folks would like to think it is.  For every CEO ready to step over their dead mother on their way to… Read more »

The Enduring Value of Life’s Crucibles

“’How do you know when the gold is purified?’ we asked him, and he answered, ‘When I can see my face in it [the liquid gold in the crucible] then it is pure.’” – Gold Cord, Amy Carmichael Marital counselling guru David Schnarch uses the word “crucible” to describe those periods during which couples learn… Read more »

The Unexpected Perks of Victimhood

“You can either be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure.  It all depends on how you view your life.” – Paulo Coelho Victimhood can help you get away with being a schmuck.  This strategy was writ large in Cabbagehead, a character invented by the eighties comedy troupe the Kids… Read more »

Gypsies of the Digital World

In one of the final scenes of the brilliant documentary Latcho Drom the gypsy chanteuse known as “La Caita” sings “The Blackbird” before an unnamed European city: Why does your wicked mouth spit on me? What harm is it to you that my skin is dark and my hair gypsy hair black? From Isabelle the… Read more »