Extinction Sonnets
You couldn’t compete with them or with man, or so we think: extinction’s a mystery we’ll never understand
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Forgotten Work
There also was an obit for Oasis; The aging rockers had fused and perished, faces Picassoed, mop tops mixed
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The Terrible Beauty of the Reserve
Everyone’s uncle thinks that they are the world’s most handsome NDN, and no one says otherwise.
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Robyn Sarah’s Exquisitely Untrendy Poetry
The Montreal poet’s timeless world of leaves, rain, snow, wind, sidewalks and shadows
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In Cloud Country
Within our borders, / your hair frays cirrus into sky, while that bride, / so serious in every photo, never had to be you.
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And What Of
And what of the grammar we were griven those years, Or the one we invernted, Elaborate, full of beasts of the stupendous cortex, crawpling Or were they sparrows? Were they …
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I walk most days before dinner now that the air is finally calm and clear, and each time the horizon admits more of the visible world. The windowsills are lined …
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I Open the Dryer and a Robin Sails Out
Winner of the 2016 Walrus Poetry Prize Readers’ Choice Award You are driving a bus across Alberta, deciding between seasons, plucking aphids and roses. Over mountains I feel the peak …
Read More Colloquium: J.T. Henry and Lady Simcoe on Early Ontario Petrocolonialism
Winner of the 2016 Walrus Poetry Prize Mrs. Hamilton drank tea with me. Mrs. McGill, wife of the commissary, Capt. John McGill, and Miss Crookshank, her sister, are pleasant women …
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