Six Questions interview #243 : Jenna Timmons-Oikawa
Jenna Timmons-Oikawa lives on the traditional, unceded territory of the Anishinaabe Algonquin Nation in Ottawa, Ontario. She is the winner of the 2026 CBC Nonfiction Prize. Her work also appears or is...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #242 : Barâa Arar
Barâa Arar is a writer and editor, based in Toronto. Her creative and critical writing has appeared in The Markaz Review, This Magazine, Canthius, Room, Rowayat, Ex-Puritan, and Muslim American Writers...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #241 : Rebecca Hirsch Garcia
Rebecca Hirsch Garcia lives in Ottawa, Ontario. An O. Henry award winning author, her work has appeared in The Threepenny Review, PRISM international, swamp pink, The Dark and elsewhere.Her debut...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #240 : Nadia Bozak
Nadia Bozak lives in Ottawa and teaches at Carleton University. Her latest novel, Fret, has recently been published by ECW. Q: How long have you been in Ottawa, and what first brought you here?I moved...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #239 : Sybil Lamb
Sybil Lambis the author of I’ve Got A Time Bomb, The Girl Who Was Convinced Beyond All Reason That She Could Fly, and The Lost Little Girl Show. She has been profiled in VICE, The New York Times, and...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #238 : Harold Hoefle
Harold Hoefle lives in Overbrook, where the Anishinabe Algonquin Nation lived for 8000 years. He’s been there a month. Before that, forty years in Montreal, half of them teaching English & Creative...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #237 : August Chun
August Chunis a queer, Han Chinese writer, organizer, and researcher based on unceded Ohlone land (Bay Area, California) and unceded Algonquin land (Eastern Ontario, Canada). Their writing has been...
View ArticleSix Questions interview #236 : Sara Graefe
Sara Graefe (she/they) is a playwright, screenwriter and essayist who lives and works on the traditional, ancestral, unceded territories of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Sḵwx̱wú7mesh (Squamish), and...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Maleea Acker,
Carpaccio I’m under the blue tarp. My feet hiddenin polyester onesie pajamas, Max’s wolf suitbut without the trap door. Climbing outfor goodnight under a low stage and a flywheelof stars. It wasn’t...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Junie Désil,
Cento for a Beautiful Broken WorldFriends will you bear with me today I took a chair outside and –some things on this earth are unspeakable the end of the road is far ahead I watched the sun it is...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Jordan Davis,
from Free ThrowsGet away from the gold cityand you feel nakedwithout your chain“Naked, in chains”does that excite you It’s ok to feel a feelingand not know what it is and not act on it* Then the...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Cole Swensen,
Trees in Mist To ghost an oak once lost—an oak beyond all thought—and the haunt, a fact. We crushed aloft what a ghost creates of fog. I walked out into the garden in the fog—and the trees walked...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Chris Johnson,
drought left the leaner birdsafter Ellen Chang-Richardson’s “rain brings the angler fish” from Blood Belies (Wolsak & Wynn, 2024) westward breezes rustle hairsboldened with clean sweetness...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Catriona Strang,
A Wee DramAt the risk of my new teethand reconfigured woolen bordersplated in the rhythm and structuresof an imagined rural life, let’s offercover for protesting crowds now thatthere’s no place...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Noah Sparrow,
Excessive Positioning (excerpts) I am hungry most ofthe time and I’mnot always wantingsex. This is a fact.One of my manyfavourite thingsis a strong cleanfloor and the tasteof the chickenwe had afterhe...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Eve Luckring,
NOTE POEM FOR JOHN LEVY ON A POEM FROM JOHN LEVYWe sat on your roof; Leslie, you and Iwith pizza boxes in our lapsgazing out into the foothills, brushed with setting sun,shadows folding contours into...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Conor Mc Donnell,
Get Up and Walk I worry too much Silly things reallyI worry we are more like tables than trees:freshly shaved and sanded down to the knots we cannot otherwise reach My own knots feel like home –...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Stephen Brockwell,
Desert Signalsfor Jason Christie1—Oasis The northern winter taught me to forget the scent of water. These palms teach me to inhale the fronds close enough to make my nostrils bleed on the spines. A...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Han VanderHart,
Ars Poetica as Arctic ExplorerI point my boat into the silent cold.We all make choices towardsand away from each other. The Farthest North—who doesn’t wantto go there? And not be stopped by ice off...
View ArticleNational Poetry Month : Rahat Kurd,
The Harrowing Hour By the pen – By the anniversary pen he gave you last night,and the dishes he left in the sink this morning By the singing of your son when he is content —and your eyes and their...
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