Editor’s Note: This issue of Montreal Serai — “Old Age and Youth in a Changing World” — has featured […]

We (the editorial board) struggled with the theme for some time – Old Age and Youth in a Changing World. […]

  SéKAI SéKAI is a Canadian artist for 30 years based in Montreal. His creative development began in Nova Scotia […]

Given the number of years that have elapsed since my birth, I could be considered an “expert” on aging, at […]

  I was twenty-three and living in London for the first time.  I should’ve been fulfilling my father’s dreams for […]

Author note: Written in 1993  for a wellness conference sponsored  by The Gazette, Montreal.  It was one of ten winning […]

  Dr. Daya Ram Varma August 23, 1929 – March 22, 2015   Dr. Daya Ram Varma, died Sunday March […]

It’s Algebra Tibe! If someone only likes you 6 out of 10 you can tutor them to like you more. […]

  “Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been.” ― Mark Twain   “No, that is the great fallacy: […]

    [Montreal April 6, 2015] Greece – Ελλάς or Hellas – is a place that for many people has […]

  The temperature had finally settled down to a mild -15 degrees in Ottawa when Louise Crandall and I sat […]

  About RECAA:   RECAA, Resources ethnoculturelles contre l’abus envers les ainéEs; in English RECAA translates into — Respecting Elders: […]

“Audrey, you have visitors,” the nurse says to me, looking me in the eye while pointing to the door. A […]

    “Don’t tell my husband I touched a white man” — our interpreter, Rajat, speedily translated the language of […]

        First there is nothing, then a sign there might be something comes like a sudden flinch […]

  For as long as I can remember I have considered middle age to be fifteen years older than I […]

American journalist and author Chris Hedges’s War is a Force that Gives us Meaning places war under three categories:  war, […]

  Rethinking AGING. Growing Old and Living Well in an Overtreated Society. Nortin M. Hadler, M.D., The University of North […]

  That Which Drowned with Narcissus Where there was once a lake Is barren land now From there can be […]

    En ouvrant les yeux, je vois la neige légère accumulée sur le bord de la fenêtre. Je crois […]

    I am tired now. I sit at a table and write cursive. Tables are something taken for granted. […]

  Song of the Sybil: fifth lesson   The Sybil foretold the end will come. The house deserted. Broken grey […]

  Aging Fine lines grace your face, Your eyes, beautiful Remain so, As you age. Self-conscious, You gently turn your […]

  REFLECTION   the tree that stands near the edge of the pond sees the deep blue abyss into which […]