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Rachel Zolf on Juliana Spahr: The Transformation thinks wit(h)ness

Rachel Zolf on Juliana Spahr: The Transformation thinks wit(h)ness

This essay was originally written as part of Laynie Browne’s project to curate essays on the “poet’s novel”  in mid-2013.A The Transformation, Juliana Spahr. Atelos, 2007 Thinking thought usually amounts to withdrawing into a dimensionless place in which the idea of thought alone persists. But thought in reality spaces itself...
Jeramy Dodds: The Poetic Edda

Jeramy Dodds: The Poetic Edda

  Excerpt from Jeramy Dodds’ The Poetic Edda, Coach House 2014, by permission. Jeramy Dodds’s first collection of poems, Crabwise to the Hounds, won the Trillium Book Award for Poetry and was shortlisted for the Griffin Poetry Prize. His poems have won the CBC Literary Prize and the Bronwen Wallace...
Nicole Brossard: The Frame Work of Desire

Nicole Brossard: The Frame Work of Desire

Motivation Motivation is defined as “the action of (conscious and unconscious) forces that determine behavior.” We ought therefore to ask ourselves what is the source of our motivation, so as to identify the reasons and motives [les motifs et les mobiles] that generate and nourish feminist consciousness, and at the same time to understand how...
Gail Scott: Feminist at the Carnival

Gail Scott: Feminist at the Carnival

“The verse must be taken to the limit of expressiveness.” (Mayakovsky, How to Make Verses) It is then that the code opens to the rhyming body to formulate, against the present meaning, another meaning, for years to come, impossible. Julia Kristeva [1] Qu’est ce qui est incontournable (unskirtable!) dans le féminisme quand on écrit?...
Louky Bersianik: Aristotle's Lantern

Louky Bersianik: Aristotle’s Lantern

The Fourth Estate Criticism inhabits the same space as the symbol: both are subject to interpretation, and are thus subjective. There is no more a science of the literary than there is a science of the symbol, even if various theories manage to tease out laws or detect constants. Critical reading, therefore, is...
Danielle Bobker: Belle, A New View of 18th Century Racism

Danielle Bobker: Belle, A New View of 18th Century Racism

Belle: A New View of Eighteenth-Century Racism by Danielle Bobker  Belle (2013), directed by Amma Asante and written by Misan Sagay, tells stories that are by turns deeply familiar and completely fresh. You need only to have read a Jane Austen (1775-1817) novel or two, or seen any of the...
Louise Dupré: Four Sketches for a Morphology

Louise Dupré: Four Sketches for a Morphology

A-Morphs Madonna on television. “Like a Virgin,” she sings in her tiny, mechanical-doll voice. The teen idol of the moment, with exposed belly button and cross hanging from the ear. Bringing together the pornographic with the religious, simultaneously channeling two images that have demonstrated their staying power in Western imagination: the mother (Madonna,...
Louise Cotnoir: Dreams for Human Brains

Louise Cotnoir: Dreams for Human Brains

The Subjecte of Interest [1] To want a woman-subject is to place oneself in a constant state of provocation and aggression: it is to speak of the future because the present literally kills. For those who manage to escape the massacre, the alternative within the patriarchal order is an absolute choice of either prison or...
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bp Nichol: balloons and abstract rubes

bp Nichol: balloons and abstract rubes

Happy 70th bp. What an amazing spirit walked among us. Click on link below. Click on images to advance slideshow. Enjoy.
Raziel Reid: from When Everything Feels Like the Movies

Raziel Reid: from When Everything Feels Like the Movies

1. Preproduction I would’ve gone down for a pair of Louboutins (I think they call that “head over heels”), but the closest I ever got was kissing the feet of celebrities in tabloid magazines. My mother’s closet was basically a sex shop. It was full of costumes and shoes, which she wore to work. That’s...
Stephen Collis: Report from the Climate March

Stephen Collis: Report from the Climate March

Poetry and the People’s Climate March: A Brief Report Stephen Collis How do we account for the lived quality of life itself, writ large—the vast web of species that are collectively, relationally, alive at any given moment we care to tune into our planetary presence? How do we think this biospheric being alive, and how...

Ryan Fitzpatrick: Three Poems

I JUST WANT TO ESCAPE When the morning starts with a crisis, I turn to my social network. I’m caught in a series of Kodak moments and it makes me feel so lucky. I tear up when colour swells into my recombinating diary. My lungs hurt during the moment of silence. The odds favour me...
Daphne Marlatt: On Theory, A Sunday

Daphne Marlatt: On Theory, A Sunday

Reading Theory, A Sunday, the recently released Belladonna English edition, of that 1988 Quebecoise feminist classic, La Theorie, un dimanche, was for me a curiously double experience.  Energizing, heartening, both pertinent and at the same time nostalgia-inducing for what seems a simpler time, now that we teeter on the brink of looming global climate crisis...
Call for Submissions: The New Vancouver Poets Folio

Call for Submissions: The New Vancouver Poets Folio

Lemonhound and Poetry Is Dead are teaming up to create a folio spotlighting New Vancouver Poets. Co-edited by Dina Del Bucchia and Daniel Zomparelli, we seek to publish work from Vancouver writers who have produced two books or less. We are seeking the freshest of texts. The known and unknown. The kinky and kind. The...
Maureen N. McLane: Two Poems

Maureen N. McLane: Two Poems

WHAT’S THE MATTER Why the low mood, the picking at food? Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s hormones. Explanation’s cheap but sometimes hits the mark. I am the target of mysterious arrows I myself let sling. O that’s your fantasy of omnipotence. You make everything your thing. All day I stayed in bed. It seemed...
Erin Wunker: A reflection on reading La Théorie, un dimanche

Erin Wunker: A reflection on reading La Théorie, un dimanche

I first read La Théorie, un dimanche in Montréal twelve years ago. I was in graduate school. I had just moved back to Canada after living in the United States for a decade and a half. I was twenty-two. I did not think I needed feminism. I had never heard of Louise Cotnoir, of Gail...

Felix Bernstein: Breakfast at Tiffany’s; Dinner at Goldsmith’s

Breakfast at Tiffany’s; Dinner at Goldsmith’s: On Daniel’s Canon and Kenneth’s Memes by Felix Bernstein In his article Cheap Signaling, professor Daniel Tiffany argues that there is something new amongst a freshly grouped constellation of poets. That something new (to be brief: culture jamming) is not far from what I have written about in my...
Rebecca Hazelton: Three Poems

Rebecca Hazelton: Three Poems

COVER Halfway through the mission, the operative called his handler and told her the children in the park he could see from the clerestory were flying kites with tails decorated in ribbon and foil. They are putting a real emphasis on aesthetics, he told her. Some of us are born with priorities, and the rest...
Jackson Mac Low: 1978

Jackson Mac Low: 1978

Jackson Mac Low on Public Access Poetry, Jan. 26, 1978. See Penn Sound for more.
Krystal Languell: A Response to Theory, A Sunday

Krystal Languell: A Response to Theory, A Sunday

Editing and publishing poetry for a small press and a literary magazine has provided me with mentorship relationships and a kind of intimacy with texts I would not have been likely to encounter otherwise. I joined Belladonna* Collaborative in 2010 and one of the first projects I agreed to was working with Rachel Levitsky to see Theory, A Sunday through to...
Stevie Howell: Two Poems

Stevie Howell: Two Poems

PIQUE Another committee meeting. Of course no one will shit or get off the pot. 7 scientists, 11 politicians, 3 generals, an anthropologist, and a sculptor. No one knows who invited the last. We’re debating a symbol that ought to last 100,000 years. Or whether a symbol ought not to exist at all. We scarfed...
Lisa Robertson: Theory, A City

Lisa Robertson: Theory, A City

Theory, A City: Introduction Lisa Robertson The feminist writers of Montréal have altered their city irrevocably. When women write about and from the cities they live in, they are transforming the material city into a web of possibility and risk. The description of the city bends back on itself — it not only represents, it opens up a site...
France Théoret: Elegy for the Memory of Women

France Théoret: Elegy for the Memory of Women

Each day I tell myself the story of my life. I know that this sentence is made up of heaviness, desire and truth, ambiguity in regard to writing. Feminism is a thing of yesterday, and so it is also a thing of today. Feminism speaks to the reality-ego.[1] Such a phrase fits only if I abandon it...
Paul Vermeersch: Rubble

Paul Vermeersch: Rubble

RUBBLE Paul Vermeersch 2 The shark-face is screaming in the doorway opening its fangs. SCREAMING thathat it cannot die, that it has come back, this time on wings, and will spare no earthly thing. It is moving above me, it is burning my heart out. The ancient owls’ nest must have burned. A red fox...
Ben Rawluk: Superheart

Ben Rawluk: Superheart

SUPERHEART Ben Rawluk This is about saving the world.  Steel Fury leans forward in the passenger seat of the Foxcar, stainless steel helmet knocking against the windshield, Foxboy grinding his teeth behind the wheel, suspension so terrible you really feel it when the Foxcar hits a crack in the pavement, or a pile of trash,...

Cat Diary

CAT DIARY The cat keeps staring at the corner. He’s been there forever, listening. Okay, he gets up to eat and shit but he always goes back to that corner in the bedroom. He just stares. My girlfriend, Staci, there’s a word she likes: Uncanny. I can’t touch him or talk to him. Freaks him...

Sonnet L’Abbe: Writing through Sonnet 22

From Sonnet’s Shakespeare: 154 Ecolonizations XXII So many girls are missing. Shamefully, no type rescues dead demoiselles. Media memorials nod: isolated occurrences, gasp-worthy. Mouthfuls of sand, throats squaw-red, our foundation sedates – butch! burn, twat! witch! – sentences. Winters here; frontiersmen; soft furs: brown siblings, the threshold threatening looks and ideals. This ignominy daylights homeys’...
QVC 2

QVC 2

Earlier this winter Ben Fama invited several authors to contribute to the folio that follows, titled QVC. Participants were asked to write ~150 words about something they’d recently bought, bought into, invested themselves in, or otherwise consumed, a brief and thoughtful look into their relationship to an item or subject they wished to discuss. The inaugural...
Ben Tripp: French

Ben Tripp: French

FRENCH She couldn’t leave the room She wasn’t able to leave the room She used to not be able to leave the room The imperfect is the film “I was swimming.” The composed past is the photograph “I swam.” I don’t know exactly when I’m thinking I know exactly where I’m thinking To prefer the...

Joshua Mehigan: One Poem

Heard at the Men’s Mission How many sons-of-bitches no one loves, with long coats on in June and beards like nests— guys no one touches without latex gloves, squirming with lice, themselves a bunch of pests, their cheeks and noses pocked like grapefruit rind— fellas with permanent shits and yellowish eyes who, if they came...
Emerging Toronto Poets: Stevie & Aisha Want You!

Emerging Toronto Poets: Stevie & Aisha Want You!

Here’s the first of a few LAST CALLS as we head into our final year of publishing. Lemon Hound is open to submissions from Emerging Toronto poets starting today and continuing until August 23, 2014. Co-editors Stevie Howell & Aisha Sasha John are seeking 3-5 pages of previously unpublished poetry by Toronto poets with two books or less, for a folio of new voices....
Alex Porco on Gary Barwin: Moon Baboon Canoe

Alex Porco on Gary Barwin: Moon Baboon Canoe

In an interview from June 2010, Canadian poet Gary Barwin expressed his discomfort with being labeled as a surrealist writer and performer. In the early twenty-first century, the term Surrealism risks mystifying as much as it illuminates. “I always have some misgivings about the term when applied outside of its original context,” explains Barwin. [I]t...
From Al Purdy's Storm Warning 2

From Al Purdy’s Storm Warning 2

In my reading around Al Purdy of late I came across a copy of Storm Warning 2. I would love to get the poems up too, but I’ll start with this amazing gallery of poets circa 1975.