Biography of Richard Todd
Primarily a music critic and photographer, I have a love of poetry that exceeds, albeit barely, my ignorance of prosody. I live in Western Quebec a short distance from Ottawa, the Canadian capital. I spend a lot of time outdoors whence come most of my photographic inspirations and poetic impulses. I also spend a lot of time in concert halls, but that's another story.
Comments always welcome and, remember, I'm a critic. Show me no mercy.
Richard Todd Poems
I put the flowers you gave me when you came Into a glass, and then gave back the vase That wasn't mine. It never was the same. Their happy petals turned and fell because
Out of the depths of the starry, shadowed sea Where Truths appear, are glimpsed and drift away I hear the restless, swirling call of a dream. And the dreamer lies, silent in the dark;