“A hundred feet of line is as far / as we ever manage to travel / from our selves,” declares the speaker in “Tranströmer on Signal Hill,” the second poem in Michael Crummey’s Passengers. The ... Read More »
Editing Patrick Lane’s final book of poetry must have been difficult for his wife, poet Lorna Crozier, but as she says in the introduction, “I turned the editing into a conversation, the final dialogue about ... Read More »
Anne-Marie Turza’s second collection with House of Anansi Press is a straight up weird book. But you will delight in its weirdness. Surreal at its core, the collection uses its musicality to ease its reader ... Read More »
You Still Look the Same is the first book of poetry by novelist Farzana Doctor, whose fiction explores queerness and sexuality in the small and insular Dawoodi Bohra sect of Islam. Doctor’s 2020 novel, Seven, ... Read More »
Two new books from seasoned poets Nancy Jo Cullen and Alexandra Oliver share thematic and stylistic territory, turning their attention to family and community dynamics, sexism, and the domestic sphere in poems that make frequent ... Read More »
Two new books from seasoned poets Nancy Jo Cullen and Alexandra Oliver share thematic and stylistic territory, turning their attention to family and community dynamics, sexism, and the domestic sphere in poems that make frequent ... Read More »
Satched – a slang word for drunk, soaking wet, or weighed down – perfectly captures the tone of this confessional work by Megan Gail Coles, a 2019 Scotiabank Giller Prize finalist turning her hand this ... Read More »
In their debut collections, Tara Borin and Molly Cross-Blanchard both profess the longing and desire of relationships. While Borin connects their poems’ characters – whether dead or alive, human or animal – with location and ... Read More »
In their debut collections, Tara Borin and Molly Cross-Blanchard both profess the longing and desire of relationships. While Borin connects their poems’ characters – whether dead or alive, human or animal – with location and ... Read More »
Rob Winger’s It Doesn’t Matter What We Meant and Evie Christie’s Mere Extinction are the latest contributions to a genre I’m calling GTA pastoral. Each offers lyric meditations on a gritty urban present populated by, ... Read More »
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