You’ve had it with the silent type, the capable man who could fell a tree and hew it into firewood to stoke the stove. Gasoline and wood smoke the scents he wore, the smell of assurance and solidity. The torn jacket stained red from chain oil, blood-colour that startled you the first time you saw it on the snow where he worked, snow churned and grimy with bark and mud and sawdust. Read more.
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The Writer’s Corner
I wasn’t working on a specific project at the time I wrote “Recalculating” and had no ideas in mind, so I approached the page with a familiar mixture of anticipation and hopelessness. I often begin by putting something—anything—on the page, sometimes just what I see out the window. Something to get the pen moving. The […]
I first met Giorgio, who eventually served as Toronto’s poet laureate between 2004 and 2009, when I went to the University of Windsor to be their writer-in-residence 1975-76. My poetry collection Money and Rain, published by Macmillan of Canada in 1975, had included poems about an eight-month stint working in Burnaby, B.C. as a factory […]
First to say that my introverted self has found the seclusion required of this pandemic, for the most part, as “permission” to deepen the contemplative, creative path that calls. Still, there is the awareness of many for whom this is not so, and for whom much assails, and so sorrow and concern also sits with […]
The Wild Writers Festival: Poetry and Prose That’s Out There
The New Quarterly is proud to present the eighth annual Wild Writers Literary Festival on November 1-3rd, 2019 in Waterloo, ON. Join us for a celebration of the feral and free and its expression in poetry, the short story, and everything in between. Create, learn, discover and share the art of groundbreaking writing.