I went there once, nose first, on a date with a high school teacher I’d met at a communist bookstore— revolutionary communist, to be clear— to see 12 Years a Slave. I don’t remember the n...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/sunshine-cinema-ben-charland/
“make a map,” she says and already i am lost. i understand what's being asked; i don't know if it's possible to make a map of feelings. diligently i assemble a list of parts: title, scale, or...
It is often said that an essential quality of poetic writing is its immunity to translation. As Dante wrote in his Convivio: “nothing harmonized according to the rules of poetry can be translat...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/entre-rive-shore-dominique-bernier-cormier/
“Serious art is born from serious play.” This quote from Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way epitomizes the poems in Dennis Cooley’s latest book, body works, in which he continues to write...
You set the board, a field of alternating black and white squares. Multi-level, like Star Trek, to consider time, space, all dimensions. Bolt to the boundary of the table, stay in the lines, igno...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/coach-neurologist-christa-fairbrother/
When you still texted me things like dream good dreams I confided once that the night before I had dreamed about severed hands. I had to hide them I said I didn’t do the severing but I thought ...
Water flows throughout Rhiannon Ng Cheng Hin’s remarkable Fire Cider Rain, with the book’s four sections, titled Evaporate, Condensate, Precipitate and Collect. Water features in many poem ti...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/rhiannon-ng-cheng-hin-fire-cider-rain/
Kim Fahner’s Emptying the Ocean is a feminist narrative modelled on Irish immram tales traditionally featuring men. Men in immram tales are often expelled from monastic communities for violent ...
Popping tar bubbles in the middle of the road on the cul-de-sac in summer. Lava cakes, molten licorice stucky hillocks, overburst of what lies, lives beneath. My four-year-old thumbnail makes cro...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/overburst-i-by-kimberley-orton/
The opening epigraph sets the scene for this collection, endearingly crooked, the text of it veering wildly upwards and to the right: “THE MOST DIFFICULT PART ABOUT TYPING IS GETTING THE PAPER ...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/cameron-anstee-sheets-typewriter-works/
The poems of Openwork and Limestone draw us down and back. But “that which won’t stay buried rises,” asks “what flows unseen beneath our lives?” (“Inhumed”). This is the dangerous a...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/frances-boyle-openwork-limestone/
Life is made up of endless quantities of fragments that light up our own personal auras like the stars in the night sky. Each star is a shining beacon of what it means to be alive: the people we ...
https://arcpoetry.ca/editorials/tasnuva-hayden-orchid-astronomy/