When you tell me to choose, I choose to sit inside the room. I close my eyes, close myself in my dream. I place this thing beside that, place myself beside its placement. I sit still in the room with the light.
So pleased to have excerpts from Clockfire, alongside outstanding analyses of my work, published in the forthcoming anthology Imagined Theatres: Writing for a Theoretical Stage, edited by Daniel Sack!!!
My daughter Jessie and I made this mug when we were both much younger. It says “venom” on the side and that’s supposed to be a snake.
19 October 2016
It is time for a Canadian poem
For a poem that will express what it means to be Canadian
We all felt that the time was coming
And now the time has come
As you read the Canadian poem
Think of how it feels to be Canadian
How does it feel? It was hard to express
Before we had the poem
Now the poem has come to us
Now the poem has come across the prairie with its teeth
Its teeth are ready for us
To us comes the Canadian poem
[previously published in Prairie Fire and the Winnipeg Free Press]
|Date:||September 25, 2016|
|Event:||Reading at Thin Air: Winnipeg International Writers Festival|
|Sponsor:||Thin Air: Winnipeg International Writers Festival|
|Location:||61 Carlton Street
30 June 2016
Check out this awesome drawing by David Alexander Robertson of me summoning monsters, as I do.