POET'S ODE

POET'S ODE a general store of sorts With a focus on handcrafted, organic and natural, simple classic design and pieces that will be heirlooms of the future.

Our aim is to support ethically made/ sourced goods both locally and abroad, we feel strongly about being part of a global artisan market. We carry lifestyle and home goods, womens apparel and select pantry products such as tea. Each carefully chosen item forms a collection that tells a beautiful story of where it came from. The space will continually be evolving with one of a kind items and artists works creating a new feel seasonally or whenever the mood calls for.

01/01/2024
I am Palestinian! .farya
11/01/2023

I am Palestinian! .farya

Daydreaming about the past while trying to inspire new creativity.
06/12/2023

Daydreaming about the past while trying to inspire new creativity.

Simple pleasures of collecting eggs from my girls.
06/12/2023

Simple pleasures of collecting eggs from my girls.

Peace silk eye pillows. I am going to offer custom scents as I recently did a lavender rose blend which was so beautiful...
06/10/2023

Peace silk eye pillows. I am going to offer custom scents as I recently did a lavender rose blend which was so beautiful.

*Removable washable cover. Filled with organic buckwheat. New options available now online. Photo by

Prairie is ONE. She has always been the happiest and squishiest little thing.
06/08/2023

Prairie is ONE. She has always been the happiest and squishiest little thing.

This is an old photo. Things are a little untidy and others not in their place. But it is home.
06/06/2023

This is an old photo. Things are a little untidy and others not in their place. But it is home.

I buy him handmade mugs for his coffee. *I drink tea*
06/06/2023

I buy him handmade mugs for his coffee. *I drink tea*

What intentions are you weaving today.
06/04/2023

What intentions are you weaving today.

When despair grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may ...
06/03/2023

When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
The Peace of Wild Things ~Wendell Berry

Slow and steady these days. But it feels good to be making string.
06/03/2023

Slow and steady these days. But it feels good to be making string.

Amulets
05/04/2023

Amulets

Collection of necklaces
05/02/2023

Collection of necklaces

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Salt Spring Island, BC
V8K1K1

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