Category Archives: Poetry

Reading Round the Rosebud

Posted on December 27, 2012 by Francois Lachance

Yvonne Blumer. Landscapes and Home: ghazals. (Lantzville, B.C.: Leaf Press, 2011) From the ninth, this sher stands out. It stands in the middle of the ghazal. The neighbour wants to kill deer that come down from the woods. They nip … Continue reading →

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A Chuckle of LongLugged Books

Posted on December 26, 2012 by Francois Lachance

Colleen Thibaudeau. My granddaughters are combing out their long hair. “As if in code …” It’s a poem about chucking out stuff. Jettisoning. There is a keeper — a line to keep in memory: chuckle of longlugged books, carvings, embroidery, … Continue reading →

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Enhancing Vocabulary

Posted on December 25, 2012 by Francois Lachance

SUVENDIBLY “The Brown Family” in My granddaughters are combing out their long hair by Colleen Thibaudeau (Coach House Press, 1977). In the same manner as her Old man: For Mr. Brown’s heart was pure glossy gold By tender handling, of … Continue reading →

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Two Different Allusions; Two Letterforms

Posted on December 23, 2012 by Francois Lachance

The design of the cover is striking. It’s by Jodi Ballet. There are two shapes for the “i”. One is with its dot the same height as the “l” in “limbo”. The other is capped by a round nestled just … Continue reading →

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Symmetry: He Said, I Told Him

Posted on December 22, 2012 by Francois Lachance

Section 5 of “The Fausto Poems” On Thanksgiving I took him home to my reservation and he wanted to ride horses. I don’t know how to ride, I told him. He said, I thought all Indians rode horses. On Christmas, … Continue reading →

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Egg-centric concrete found poem

Posted on December 21, 2012 by Francois Lachance

From the bookstore Good Egg in Kensington Market, a receipt that provides a little graphic oval. A nice touch. And so for day 2200 21.12.2012

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Fragility of the Egg : Strength of Image

Posted on December 20, 2012 by Francois Lachance

Gay Allison in “How to Gather Love” dedicated to Lorna Crozier concludes an extended description of the image of a woman espoused to country living with a contemplation of what could be (and what in other circumstances will be) … … Continue reading →

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The Tree Saver or a Plea for the Poui

Posted on December 18, 2012 by Francois Lachance

I like how Shani Mootoo condenses history in a moment — here an exchange about not cutting down a tree which symbolizes nothing more than itself. […] My father’s argument is not for sound landscaping but a simple plea for … Continue reading →

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Tides: Stasis Betrayed

Posted on December 17, 2012 by Francois Lachance

History dreams. Misplaced urges. Just as you think you can grasp a kernel the poem moves on in a kind of eddying reflective of the wanderings of thought and and its return to wander more. I quote at length the … Continue reading →

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Interlude

Posted on December 16, 2012 by Francois Lachance

The dancing comes as a break from mystical lovemaking and encounters with a marvellous city: New York-Atlantis. I arrive late for my African dance class at Pineapple but the rhythm of the drums quickly seduces my feet the obscure god … Continue reading →

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