A little bit of what I’ve learned about working life (a poem) — I hope my meaning won’t be lost or misconstrued. And yes I repeat myself — again — at the risk of being rude. But with a nod to Paul Simon’s words from the 1970s, I’d like to help you here anew in your struggle to be free. The time to…

Tips to prime you ahead of the week — whether you’re attending in person or not — This is an invitation to do something useful and joyful in relation to Climate Week, which begins this week in New York City. I compiled this based on years of experience immersed in corporate sustainability while living in NYC. If it seems unfairly critical read from top to bottom, consider…

But I have a few questions first. — Dear Samantha Suppiah, Thank you for providing the opportunity to experience a “Plantation Sustainability Starter Pack”. This is exactly what the world has been waiting for! And since I am (I think?) …

This is a rough draft of a story about events that take place in the year 2035, inspired by what’s already happening in 2021. There’s a lot more I, B. Lorraine Smith, could say but I am probably…

[This article originally appeared on the blog on Dec 26, 2018] The most extraordinary thing happened to me on my flight home the other day: I found the joyful part of saudade. I was fortunate to have the combination of a window seat, daylight hours and amazing visibility during…

I am just a speck of dust Turning in the light. I mean that in the least modest of ways. Not: I am so insignificant as to be next to nothing. I am no chore to be wiped away, Nor an allergen. My illusions of grandeur allude directly to the power — for I’ve…

They tell us to praise the mutilated world — the poet, the priest — To conjure cherished memories And hold the loved ones close. But they offer no instructions For how to hold the truth that lies So near the surface of what’s right For those who are left. No…

Have you seen the conjoined twins On London’s Underground? Heads attached at the top One identical elongated pate Blurring into the next? Maybe you are like the twins: You take the tube into London’s centre Every day. You’ve seen them then, And you are one too (or two, really). You’ll…

It’s the comeback On a grassy track. One: good fun, Two: not blue, Three: so free, Four: wanting more! Five: still alive, Six: fixed the mix and mixed the fix— Oh, Six, you and your devilish…