The Mad Hikers
By David Carson — March 12th, 2008
East meets west and on a mountain in Korea.
Poetry & (non-)Fiction
Poetry as the Canadian ConditionJosh Massey | It could be that attempting to define the term “Poet” is as misguided as trying to define what it is to be “Canadian”. I am frequently misguided, and I am a poet as well, so there you have two factors tricking me into the …
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got it all away again
By Pearl Pirie — March 4th, 2008
we drug the bushel tin out of the cellarwhen we done up the beets last week there.what a job.
near 5 Irma Bombeck books
By Pearl Pirie — March 3rd, 2008
bearded whiffle snoreslumped in chairin front of the requestedbranch-to-branch transfersthe other lady and Iour names, our booksbehind his white headone eye on not disturbinggingerly she reaches firstpast his sleep, succeedswhen away exhales, opensthe covers
Day Tripping
By David Carson — November 29th, 2007
The Tuk Tuk was maxed out. The hum of its two-stroke engine was deafening and almost overpowered the timeless beauty of that particular spot. The road was headed due west, in a near perfect line; its trajectory lead away, but also gave time …
Poetry as the Canadian Condition
By Josh Massey — November 26th, 2007
It could be that attempting to define the term “Poet” is as misguided as trying to define what it is to be “Canadian”. I am frequently misguided, and I am a poet as well, so there you have two factors tricking me into the …
