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Issue 157

Three Poems

We no longer run. Unafraid to live high,
be left hanging. We do not hide.
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Angeline Schellenberg in
Issue 157

Michif in public

I am learning the language as it disappears.
Learning from an app on my phone, that is.
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Chase Everett McMurren in
Issue 157

Recalculating

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

February 23, 2021

Finding the Form with Mary-Lynn Murphy

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 […]

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February 18, 2021

Finding the Form with Tom Wayman

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 […]

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February 16, 2021

What is Melody Goetz Reading?

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 […]

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