Anna Quon

@annaquon.bsky.social

Mad, mixed race, mobility impaired poet, novelist and Halifax Regional Municipality's Poet Laureate 2024 - 2027

How do people keep their lives together? By which I mean, have a clean bathroom, clean clothes and a clean dental check up at the same time as working, working out and cooking/raising kids/ walking a dog? Is it humanly possible to be a fully functioning human? My hypothesis is no. No it is.not.

On this day, we remember Ashley Smith and acknowledge all who have experienced and are experiencing unimaginable violence and harm within the prison system. Let us honour their memories and voices by creating a system that truly protects people and that is more just for all.

Knees are like thumbs. Kind of a necessary basic to be able to do a lot of things. Yes that's right. I've been thinking about that instead of contemplating my belly button, the ultimate balloon tie I wish my knees worked and I could think about something else.

Missed working the Mosaic, missed Nocturne. Twingey knee which i cannot easily walk on. But did manage to see the livestream of the unveiling of the design for the Baha'i temple for Canada. It's going to be such a beautiful space for prayer and reflection for people of all faiths.

Dodge City: In Conversation Anna Quon, Patrick deWitt, Laurie Brown Sunday November 1, The Carleton. Doors at 3:30pm, 4pm to 6pm. $15 Halifax Poet Laureate Anna Quon opens the 8th annual AfterWords with poetry. Then it’s Patrick deWitt in conversation with Laurie Brown. DeWitt’s new book 1/2

photo of a woman with short curly greying brown hair,  a round face, red stop and  multi-coloured scarf against an avocado green background. the darker green frame has the words "Anna Quon poetry reading" at the bottom and on the white background below that,  the words "Afterwords Festival 2026" and "Sunday November 1, Doors 3:30, The Carleton"

World Mental Health Day today. Where to start? The world's mental health is under siege. The mental health of individuals in this world is stressed by conflicts, poverty, hunger, lack of access to mental healthcare, loneliness, trauma and many social conditions that governments have failed to solve

Booktoberfest at the Halifax Central Library was a fun time. Bought a book (thanks, Veronica), was given a book (thabks, Tim), missed all readings and workshops but was there with my Dad who found it too noisy to hear anything. Still glad he got to see people selling their books!

My life is such a jumble of necessary tasks and responsibilities, missed windows and opportunities, stretches of waiting that do not feel like free, unfettered time. Just not really sure how to wrangle them all into a recognizable, meaningful shape.

It's not easy to be old. I'm not quite there yet but have aged, not aging, parents... they who have picked me up so many times i can't count. Now they struggle with technology and paperwork and things I struggle with too but can sometimes help with. They are still strong, kind, wise and generous.

Humanity is wonderful. Humanity is terrible. I hope the price of survival isn't that most of us perish before we see the light of day, in order for the for remainder to see that light-- but it's looking like rock bottom is where humanity likes to go first to contemplate its existence. Just stop it.

It's a wild world where "walk- in clinic" means you need to get in line on the sidewalk for an hour and a half to get a spot to see a doc. On my best day I couldn't stand for more than about 15 minutes. The ER is likely full of people like me. I'm not an emergency. Walk in? Nope. Stand and suffer.

My covid rapid tests expire today. I tested megatjve today and two days ago.. hoping the tests are accurate. They are certainly accurate gauges of my current mood, since I've been uncomfortably sick since sunday. Negative..yup.

There's stuff that needs doing but it's too hot. I'm between two fans in a hammock of air, the sun is long down, and I've drunk enough cold water to fill an aquarium but it's still to hot to do the stuff that needs doing.