Wednesday 8 October 2014

I've never been called a "Teen Idol" before. A report on my book launch...

I'm grateful to The Town Crier and to Domenica Martinello for a spirited review of my book launch and happy appraisal of the last ten years of my writing.

The first living Canadian poet that ever fascinated me wasn’t Margaret Atwood, Michael Ondaatje, or even my fellow Montreal-native Leonard Cohen; it was Paul Vermeersch. The year was 2007 and I was a bright-eyed 16-year-old. It was a time before I knew how to frame poetry as ‘contemporary’ or ‘lyrical’ or as anything other than straight verse. My boyfriend was taking an acting class where he was assigned a poem and asked to translate its emotional resonance into some sort of performance piece, and I was asked to take a look.
The poem was “Lambs"....

You can read the entire article here.

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