Category: Reviews

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The Beauty And The Blondes: Exploring The Connection Of Disease and Desire

by Dana Ewachow

I often torture my anxiety-riddled mind by reading books about apocalyptic futures caused by new plagues. I am the kind of person who becomes hyper-aware when too many commuters are coughing on the subway car, so I don’t know what compels me to pick up pieces and watch shows about contagion and the devastation it leaves behind.

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Di Saverio vs. Cogswell: Translating Émile Nelligan

by Jason Freure

Émile Nelligan had me at “Canada’s first modern poet.” Nelligan is regularly touted (when he’s touted at all) as Canada’s Rimbaud. Wearing the influence of Baudelaire on his sleeve, it’s an easy comparison to make. “Our tongues now shudder in your lyrical spell,” as Marc Di Saverio translates a line from the poem “Baudelaire.”

When I found out that Marc Di Saverio was translating the poems,

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Review of Jessica Bebenek’s Fourth Walk

by Annick MacAskill

Fourth Walk is the third chapbook by Montréal-based poet Jessica Bebenek, one of three titles put out by microlit publisher Desert Pets Press this past spring. In the opening stanzas of “Accismus,” the second poem in the collection, the poet unites two distinct and seemingly irreconcilable incarnations of the lyric voice: the personal,

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Reforming the Breath of Canada in Sonnet L’Abbé’s Anima Canadensis

by Adam Mohamed

Birthdays, as a ritual, function by celebrating the existence of one stable thing that takes its place as an object. When we celebrate Canada’s birthday, we are celebrating the existence of one country. However, there is always an ethical question of whose existence comprises the diverse nation of Canada we are asked to celebrate; moreover,

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Review: Not Even Laughter by Phillip Crymble

by Lorraine York

From Salmon Poetry and the lovely Cliffs of Moher in County Clare, Ireland, comes Phillip Crymble’s first full-scale collection Not Even Laughter. Crymble, born in Belfast, a teacher for many years at the University of Michigan, and now based in New Brunswick, has published many of these poems in Canada (Arc,

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The Poetical is Political and the Books are Burning: Reviewing Adrienne Rich, Present Tense, and Speech Actions

by Kailey Havelock

During the 2016 American election, I watched the results come in through a Twitter feed dominated by writers. It somehow felt more real to read reactions rather than the news itself, as if none of us were alone as we processed this ubiquitous confrontation with reality.

Tony Kushner states in the preface to a reprinting of Angels in America,

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Literature Without a Face: A Review of Stephen Thomas’ The Jokes

by Angus MacCaull

“I want to do something worthwhile with my life.” This is the line that closes “Taken,” the first story in Stephen Thomas’ debut collection of flash fiction, The Jokes. In this opening piece, the narrator is watching a Liam Neeson movie on a Friday afternoon,

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The Vivid Inner Life of Julieta

by Paula Razuri

I turned to Pedro Almodóvar’s Volver as a way to return to reality after finishing a large project on themes of motherhood and authorship in Alice Munro and Elena Ferrante. Tired from having given up so much energy on the project, I expected to be comforted by Spanish-speaking voices,

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Making Space: A Review of Erin Wunker’s Notes from a Feminist Killjoy

by Kathryn Stagg

I started reading Notes from a Feminist Killjoy the day after the UBC Accountable letter was published. Only a few days had passed since the US elections and I, like many, was feeling distressed. With the publication of the letter, I felt both fragile and hardened at once; about to break and moulded into something hard and unforgiving.

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Under the Ash Cloud: A Review of Amina Gautier’s The Loss of All Lost Things

by Kasia Juno

The reclining grey figure on the cover of Amina Gautier’s award-winning collection of short stories The Loss of All Lost Things is immediately recognizable. I have met him before, in a dimly lit rectangular room in the Musée des Beaux-Arts in Montreal. He belongs to a buried city, to a city that lost everything.