tenth birthday’s no big deal. Sure, you hit double digits, but it’s not like when you become a teenager or hit those high, round decades people lie about. Unless, of course, you’re a poetry group that convenes in a gallery. … Continue reading
met Cynthia Sharp at a Vancouver poetry reading. It may’ve been a gallery or a resto-pub. That part I no longer remember. What I do remember, however, is the depth of her reading, commitment to her craft. This is a … Continue reading
In the broken boat, her fourth book of poetry, Daniela Elza deftly builds a raft of questions to stay afloat amidst the breakage of things. The end of a twenty-year marriage mirrors subtler fragmentations in our world. How to … Continue reading
Karen Draper and her husband are ecstatic to welcome Preston, their first child, into their lives. Joyful anticipation turns to fear when they are told they must prepare to lose him.
We’ve all lost someone. It hurts. Horribly. Most often … Continue reading
In Narrow Cradle, Wade Kearley explores the midlife encounter with mortality and the ways we strive to resist, deny, cheat, and even bargain with it. Grounded in both traditional and modern poetic forms, these poems find in the transience of … Continue reading
Pluviophile veers through various poetic visions and traditions in search of the sacred within and beyond language.
At the risk of resembling a middle school English report, let’s start with a definition. Pluviophile – (n) a lover of rain; someone … Continue reading
I have a friend (acquaintance, really) – Gunnar Thor Gunnarsson. Best name EVER, I thought. Until I met Lorenz von Fersen. Now THAT’S a name. The kind of name I’d choose for myself, assuming Max Power’s already been taken. Turns … Continue reading