contemporary poetry
Artist’s Bio Yoann Cimier is a French photographer based in Sidi Bou SaiĢd, Tunisia (North Africa). His practice is centered around human and landscape, in the Mediterranean area. His series (like Nomadās Land) rely on a minimal or even sculptural approach to photography. His technique, which is part of the control of chance and coincidence, […]
MOTEL OF THE OPPOSABLE THUMBS by Stuart Ross Review by Bill Neumire A replete, grassroots career precedes Stuart Rossā most recent book of poems, Motel of the Opposable Thumbs, out from Anvil Press. Ross, who first published at age sixteen, has been a player in the Canadian literary scene since the ā70s. Set in five […]
A Conversation with Alexei Perry Cox Author of FINDING PLACES TO MAKE PLACES (Winner of 2019 Vallum Chapbook Award) Interview by Natalie Podaima Natalie Podaima (NP): Can you tell me a bit about the process of putting the book togetherāhow did it come about? Alexei Perry Cox (APC): With skepticism and love. I mean broadly […]
A Conversation with Jason Camlot Author of CANLIT ACROSS MEDIA: UNARCHIVING THE LITERARY EVENT Interview by Rosie Long Decter Jason Camlot is a Montreal-based poet and an English professor at Concordia University. Over the course of his formidable career, heās published four poetry collections and several academic texts. Camlotās scholarly research ranges from Victorian literary […]
EAU DE STRIPPER darkness overcoming but donāt use that clichĆ© hand down on the left, signal a turn, park here, not over there your headlights turning on automatically or with a bit of help from the knob, the computer in the hood, the concrete walled parking garage put your hand here, donāt touch that […]
PARTICIPATION AND PASSIVE VIEWS (Twin Peaks in under two minutes) When we were unmade we were scrutinized to death. Maybe we were supposed to be Marilyn but arrived pre-abused instead star-crossed addicted and a little bit nympho we transformed into robins over circular-saws overlooking waterfalls Washed ashore by current-flow and lonely foghorns we were there […]
GROTTO Pain of release, is worth a thousand haters mothballs, humidity hang in heatĀ Ā Ā fill; broken generator. Whizz-whirr of insects, at worst tilted by staccato pops. We scratch surface until wounds burst, her touch is cold against my socks. Sap weeps from tall serrated sheaths aromatherapy, in disguise; our hands, stained red with grease […]
AN EXPAT’S PLAINT of course such a thing no longer exists. move back? mais si, sans hesitation. with eyes shut, this gyroscope skull turns to where the mountain suckles a living blue and the fleuve moves to salt. āweāre all poets here.ā was an ally in every quartier, nights of melody and Brador. nothing I […]
A LITTLE HOMELESS I look a little homeless, have stopped changing clothes, close-shaving, washing my hair. all that was important is understood now to be without substance, so much vanity, vanity, all is… and it all comes down to a small fire of sterno or elder twigs or birch barkā 12-word poems in charcoal […]
