Constantinople
I am made of raw edgesin this city ofbedlam, and chaos,havoc and wonder,a place of incomparable powerthat once was Byzantium,then Constantinople,now Istanbul, a cityI have …
In Words, Photographs & Art
I am made of raw edgesin this city ofbedlam, and chaos,havoc and wonder,a place of incomparable powerthat once was Byzantium,then Constantinople,now Istanbul, a cityI have …
Canadians in certain quarters have a maniacal, proprietary grip on the concept of CanLit, what it should be, what it isn’t, and who has the …
In honour of National Poetry Month, have a look at these two wonderful pieces on poetry from artist Grant Snider, who has been publishing Incidental …
This resonant narrative is from a series on the treatment of the mentally disabled. It garnered a Pulitzer Prize in Public Service journalism for the …
By Carl Sandburg The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. #
Words pool Like a tag cloud Stringing, singing Tempting me to Choose. #
This is making the rounds (again). How the writing life is changing.
They are sinister, implacable things, knobbed and armored like dragons out of nightmares
A lost notebook containing drafts of some of Dylan Thomas’s most challenging poems is heading to Wales after Swansea university successfully bid £85,000 for it …