September 22, 2022 – 8:26 pm
( EDITOR’S NOTE: Please excuse the distortions in some of the photographed images of Chantal’s poems in this blog post.) Chantal Gibson from with/holding, Caitlin Press, 2021 Although we have a rich and vibrant poetry community in Canada with voices from a wide range of social locations, perspectives and poetic genres represented, we do not […]
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September 22, 2022 – 7:35 pm
“Please allow me to introduce myself” sang the Rolling Stones a long time ago. And so here is some background on me: Daniel Scott. I am husband ( married to Christine) father, grandfather and twice retired – once as an academic and the second time after a stint of 6 years as Artistic Director of […]
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September 15, 2022 – 7:59 pm
The Alphabet of Tarot (from the Diary of Niki de Saint Phalle) All day I have been in my body. At night my skull. The architecture of my mind is a building of letters. Flying, lying low, on its side A V represents a bird. The tarot […]
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September 13, 2022 – 7:04 pm
Physician You sit at the head of the table. You say you have wanted to write about— not depression, it is worse than that, it is rock bottom: the frightfulness. People don’t like to hear about it, you say to a friend. People don’t like to read about it, he answered— and then you knew […]
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By Richard Osler
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Posted in Poetry
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Tagged I Go Back to May 1937, Langston Hughes, Luck, Muriel Ruleyser, Pegasus Awards, Physician, Poetry East 1999, Poetry magazine, poetry therapy, Ruth Lilly prize, Sharon Olds, The 2022 Frost Medal, The Poetry Foundation
September 6, 2022 – 7:38 pm
A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck — Ilya Kaminsky from A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on its Way to the Neck from Deaf Republic, Graywolf Press, 2019 […]
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September 6, 2022 – 5:57 pm
What something in me listens —after Ilya Kaminsky I try to hear the people breathing in parkades and the sound of talking over Molotov cocktails over making them and later the fhhhhhh shatter whoosh of the toss and the blaze in the street I don’t like to play the video footage the sound a peephole […]
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