About Me
My name is Ward Maxwell, and I am a poet and artist living in Toronto, Canada. This website is to share my work with the world, which includes you.
I hope these works create joy for you. That’s my purpose. I‘ve reached the point in my work where if you, the reader/viewer, like the work then that’s what I want. I’ve realized, I’m making stuff to share it, in the hopes, you might take pleasure in it, find an insight, or may be inspired by it. That’s what completes the loop of making art for me.
All of the work featured on the site is by myself. The art is analogue in its making. I do not use AI to create any of my art or writing.
If you like something, please let me know. Part of the purpose is to interact with anyone who likes what I’m doing. Feel free to comment, share, like, or … just experience a moment of joy.
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Writing
we all naturally float
we all naturally float
it’s a matter of fact
carried over a waterfall
bathing in Shangri-la
we all float with ease
it’s true some float more
than others, not to mention
those who are sinkers
ABCDERIUM Wheels Within Wheels
Annabel Aerosol waved goodbye to her parents who watched her through the window. Then, she stepped off the curb into the path of an oncoming
Bus that killed her upon impact. It also nearly ended the lives of her parents on the spot, who wished they died along with her, and they no longer look through that window. That day
Carl found a lottery ticket.
City Lights
I was thinking today the most emotional moment I’ve witnessed in film is the ending of City Lights. The Tramp stands, looks at the once blind girl in her florist shop, and his face is like a river filled with a mix of emotions only Chaplin could convey silently. But that is not the moment.