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Volume 3: Off Leash & Nipping

Volume 3: Off Leash & Nipping

LEMON HOUND more bite than bark since 2005 lemonhound.com   Press release For immediate distribution Montreal, 14 February 2013 volume  3  of  lemon  hound  is  now  available  online We’re off leash this Valentine’s with an array of nips on the back of the neck. We’ll be rolling posts out over the day and invite you...
Michael Robbins: To the Drone Vaguely Realizing Eastward

Michael Robbins: To the Drone Vaguely Realizing Eastward

TO THE DRONE VAGUELY REALIZING EASTWARD This is a poem for President Drone. It was written by a camel. Can I borrow your phone? This is for President Mark Hamill. Newtown sounds a red alert. Mark Hamill asks is Ernie burnt? Every camel’s a first-person shooter. The Prez’s fez is haute couture. It seems strange...
Percy Bysshe Shelley: A Defence of Poetry

Percy Bysshe Shelley: A Defence of Poetry

It doesn’t feel old, not at all, but it did feel male. Very male. Exclusively so. And so I’ve done a little intervention here. I’m not convinced it’s effective. Or even interesting…but I couldn’t resist myself either so I offer it here. It’s worth rereading in any case, right? If Twitter is any indication it...
Panning for Gold: The Fate of Short Fiction in a Novelistic World

Panning for Gold: The Fate of Short Fiction in a Novelistic World

I was recently sent a self-published collection of stories. The author of this collection had published previously, and been reviewed favourably. The new collection had been submitted to numerous publishers, I was told, but although the reaction to the quality of the writing was generally positive, no one was willing to publish the book, because...
The Men Around Here

The Men Around Here

The men around here huddle sudden as mountains. Their hands dangle like wrenches. Sandpaper thumbs. Use me, they say. Hours gather and harden in stomachs. Overalls stiff,  scarred as the skin of elephants. There where the sparks landed, a hole, there where he dropped the blowtorch, a swath soft as the inside of birch bark....
GANGNAM SEMIOTICS: IRONY AND THE POSTIRONIC MEME CULTURE

GANGNAM SEMIOTICS: IRONY AND THE POSTIRONIC MEME CULTURE

I don’t know about you but my day job looks a lot like this. And also this: Ah, the boundless entertainment of the internets. Link-swapping is up there with my preferred methods of workcrastination, and kinder to the wallet than online shopping (just try to forget your credit card numbers once they’re memorized, go ahead...
Gasping for air

Gasping for air

Although summer has a few more days left on the calendar, the beginning of September marks the beginning of the fall publishing season, with its surfeit of big books, author festivals, and glitzy award galas. It’s a season that has everyone – from publishers and award administrators to media outlets and book bloggers – clamouring...

On the Ethics of the Negative Review

Ah, Jan Zwicky. Someone I would like to hear more from, more often and in various venues. Anne Carson too for that matter–but she seems unwilling to comment on anything, not even her own career, which has been impressive and of course, subject to great suspicion on the part of fellow Canadian poets–didn’t one critic...

What a Little Pie Can Do For You…

Thanks to Gillian Jerome and the women who have signed on to CWILA for the sharp visuals that tell a story we all know to well: the number of women reviewing and being reviewed in the most mainstream and the most staunchly literary venues in Canada, like the US is shockingly low. Here’ a visual...
Mummified Barbies: Toward an Essay on Feminine Exteriority

Mummified Barbies: Toward an Essay on Feminine Exteriority

We cut their hair off. Chew on the breasts. Paint their bodies. Slip a condom over their heads and dip them in Spaghettios. We are never quite so inventive in imagining our own bodies as when we encounter this sterile, unreal version of femininity. Our first canvas. Our first manifestation. Our first bout of hostility...

The Lady Poets & All Their Lady Parts

Thanks to Don Share these are, respectively,  Edna St. Vincent Millay, Aline Kilmer, Sara Teasdale, Zoe Akins, Lola Ridge, Amy Lowell…for more see Poetry’s Tumblr. I get it. Getting called Critic Bitch, referred to as a smelly Margaret Wente, minimized, undermined (that’s the most popular form): Ladies, when the assholes start calling you names and...

A few more questions regarding women, reviewing and power structures

Here are the original four questions: 8mLemon Hound ‏ @lemonhound  Reply   Delete   Favorite  · Open Does the lack of women broadly accepted as intellectual/critical forces influence women’s creative relationships? #women&power #womenmentor 9mLemon Hound ‏ @lemonhound  Reply   Delete   Favorite  · Open Does the idea of success evoke a gendered constellation? #womenmentor #womenandpower 10mLemon Hound ‏ @lemonhound  Reply   Delete   Favorite  · Open Is that (successful) woman seen as a peer...

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