tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-313413561102518542012-01-28T07:37:57.554-08:00Saying shit I shouldn't since 1977.Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.comBlogger12741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-65073364094695052112012-01-22T14:11:00.000-08:002012-01-22T14:11:29.332-08:00

I've been having a most enjoyable little tour. After Montreal, I read and talked to a first year writing class at the University of Western Ontario in London, which was a lot of fun, as such things almost always are. And tomorrow, I'm reading here in Kingston. Hope you can make it if you're in the area. Monday, January 23rd, 7:30 PM: Kingston, The Grad Club, with Matt Rader and Anne-Marie Turza.

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A fantastic night in Montreal. Up late and out early, en route to London. Here's the audio from last night's event at Argo Bookshop:

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Hey there, sports fans! I have a couple of readings coming up, and if you live in Montreal or Kingston (or within hailing distance), I'd love it if you could make it out. Monday, January 16th, 8 PM: Montreal, Argo Bookshop, with Kaspar Hartman and John Eric Bennett. DETAILS Monday, January 23rd, 7:30 PM: Kingston, The Grad Club, with Matt Rader and Anne-Marie Turza. DETAILS I was supposed to

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Just got my copies of The Worcester Review (XXXII: 1&2), a special issue devoted to Elizabeth Bishop, including an essay of mine, which is an excerpt of the (very long) essay I wrote about Bishop's "The Bight" while I was UNB last year. Lots of other nifty-looking content in the magazine, including an essay by PEI expat poet and scholar Thomas O'Grady on "Elizabeth Bishop as a Maritime Poet."

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Rhonda Douglas has a very thoughtful review of The Best Canadian Poetry 2010 on the Arc site. She has nice things to say about my contribution to the anthology, which pleases me of course, but reserves her highest commendation for Ross Leckie's mesmerizingly beautiful poem, "The Critique of Pure Reason." Hear, hear.

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There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those dreamless nights that make us almost enamoured of death, or one of those nights of horror and misshapen joy, when through the chambers of the brain sweep phantoms more terrible than reality itself, and instinct with that vivid life that lurks in all grotesques, and that lends to Gothic art its enduring

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is not a shapely blot upon a page, not  a metric cascade of sweet and scented syllables tumbling  through the air, nor is it the tap and click of keys encoding Important Thoughts and Feelings Deep across a backlit screen. Poetry is none of these because it is the quid of things, which is why  we find it so infrequently in words, and so  rarely in the minds  of those accounted  wisest. Poetry  is

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It didn't bleed, but would seep a bit of lymph on Sundays. It could be kept covered by clothes, but liked to be exposed as much as possible—though fresh air did little to close it. It was a portal, a wormhole between the time of its infliction and infinite points in the future. It breathed, and if, in perfect stillness, you inclined your ear toward its puckered lips, you'd swear it muttered in

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Herewith, audio from my reading the other night. An enjoyable, albeit occasionally odd, evening. The unexplained phone call that happened in the middle of my reading was from, I later learned, a friend who had wanted to come to the reading, but had a plumbing emergency. She'd called to find out if the reading was still going on, which the somewhat socially awkward store clerk didn't bother to

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I hope you can join me, Jim Johnstone and Adrienne Gruber for a reading at Spartacus Books, 684 E. Hastings.

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In the career of the most unliterary of writers, in the sense that literary ambition had never entered the world of his imagination, the coming into existence of the first book is quite an inexplicable event. In my own case I cannot trace it back to any mental or psychological cause which one could point out and hold to. The greatest of my gifts being a consummate capacity for doing nothing, I

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I checked my UNB email account today for the first time in two months and discovered that last month I was awarded the Tom Riesterer Memorial Prize by the UNB English Department for my essay on Angela Carter's novel Nights at the Circus. Nice bit of icing on the cake for me, now that I've finished my MA. The essay will be published in a forthcoming issue of the department's Journal of Student

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Tim Inkster at The Porcupine's Quill has pointed out this nice little review of my Kenneth Leslie selection. So glad to see this book--to see Leslie's poems--getting some thoughtful attention.

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Here they come. Striding from the projectparking lot across the road, their white shirtsgleaming, their white faces beaming, they comewith congenial zeal, argon blue tiesflapping in the breeze like flags. I pretendnot to see them. I am bending overmy work, building dry limestone walls where grassonce grew, grass I grew tired of mowingand tore up. My plan is to plant a treeand shrubbery, things

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My review of Peter Norman's At the Gates of the Theme Park and Michael Harris's Circus has just been published in Fiddlehead 249. Both books are marvels.

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The tamaracks are golden.The snow is on the ground.

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Thought I'd share a few impressions of my week at IFOA as I roll towards Montreal on the train. The number one impression is the incredible hospitality I enjoyed while I was at the festival. Geoffrey Taylor and his staff, as well as the many volunteers, do a top-notch job of making writers feel like royals, while also managing their slew of events with military efficiency. Kudos! I'll never

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READING: Marx, McWatt, Wells, WilsonSunday, October 30, 12:00pm, 2011 | Studio TheatrePurchase TicketPatricia Marx, Tessa McWatt, Zachariah Wells, and D.W. Wilson read from their latest works. Mark Medley hosts. Related ContentPatricia MarxPatricia Marx is a staff writer for the New Yorker and a former writer for Saturday Night Live. She is the author of several books, including the novel Him

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READING: Coady, van der Pol, Wells, WolitzerSaturday, October 29, 4:00pm, 2011 | Studio TheatrePurchase TicketLynn Coady, Marieke van der Pol, Zachariah Wells, and Meg Wolitzer read from their latest works. Michael Lista hosts. Related ContentLynn CoadyLynn Coady is an award-winning author, editor and journalist. Her previous novels include Saints of Big Harbour, which was a national bestseller

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I'm off to Toronto tomorrow for a couple of readings at the International Festival of Authors. Been looking forward to this for some time, but just at the moment, with frighteningly unseasonable Indian summer conditions making a massive landscaping project immensely enjoyable, I'm almost wishing I was staying home to finish it. I'll get over it. If you're in Toronto at month's end, I'd love it if

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So the Canada Council has responded to the comments I made about the most recent GG poetry shortlist. Here's what they have to say: The Council does not see a conflict of interest in authors assessing books by other authors that are produced by their publishing house. Peer assessors are professionals and dedicated to making the best decision possible. If authors were not able to sit on a peer

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I got my contributor's copy of Richard Outram: Essays on His Works in the mail today. It's been a long time in the works. I submitted my essay to editor Ingrid Ruthig back in '07, so very glad to see it in print. And in fine company, other contributors being Brian Bartlett, Michael Carbert, Robert Denham, Jeffery Donaldson, Steven Heighton, Amanda Jernigan, Eric Ormsby, Ingrid herself and Peter

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...with commentary from yrs truly. As I said on Facebook earlier today, what is really remarkable about this story is the CC's complete ineptitude when it comes to oversight.  I know someone who was forced to withdraw from judging the GG last year because one poem in one book was dedicated to him. The author wasn't someone this ex-juror knew personally, but the poem borrowed a line from one of

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Let me end with a lament and a seduction.  There are poems that I’m sad cannot be included because of length.  “Teachable Texts” is a favourite of mine and a poem that  think stands the test of time, likewise “Poetry in the Pissoir.”  Both are available (theoretically in earlier formats).  I withheld poems from the Basho Variations and Every Way Oakly (my homolinguistic translations of poems in

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Abigail Deutsch reviews Joshua Trotter's All This Could Be Yours in Poetry.

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I recently did a Q&A with Kathryn Mockler for her literary webzine The Rusty Toque. Check it out.

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Six poems of mine are now up for your reading pleasure at The Winnipeg Review. Many thanks to Maurice Mierau for publishing them!

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An interview with me is now up at the new issue of The Puritan. Thanks to Jesse Eckerlin for his thoughtful questions and the good folks at the magazine for sharing them with y'all.

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I met a lot of amazing people while I lived and worked in Resolute Bay. One of the best was Dave Brosha, who moved to Resolute with his wife Erin shortly after I started working there. The Broshas later moved to Yellowknife, where Dave took the plunge, followed his dream and became a full-time photographer. His jaw-dropping photos have since been published widely, in prominent venues like

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Wasteland for R. From this hilltop, dusty vistas of crushed stone, unrestricted zones of brown gravel. Under your feet the first purple syllable of saxifrage breaks rock, puckered heads of poppies prepare to bellow small yellow shouts. Over that hill, in the valley, the river runs black with the backs of char, one muscle, a ford. The bay's thousand whitecaps aren't waves, they're beluga. And

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Most people reading this will have heard about the terrible plane crash in Resolute Bay, Nunavut the other day. When I first learned of the accident, my gut twisted into knots. I worked for First Air from 1996-2003. My last two years with the company were spent in Resolute Bay, where, for four weeks at a time, I basically was the cargo department. C-GNWN, the plane that went down, is one I know

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So nice to come off the railroad this evening to find a poem of Josh Trotter's featured on Poetry Daily. It's particularly cool for me to see this poem, "Welcoming Party," chosen. Overall, I have to say that editing Josh's collection was an easy job. He's such a meticulous craftsman that there wasn't a whole lot of line by line editing required. Most of the work consisted of us discussing the

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A very well-stated piece that offers another perspective on the question of male-female imbalances in the magazine world.

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Just received my copy of the much-anticipated Arc/New Quarterly science and literature collaboration, QuArc, which contains a trio of my stranger poems. Haven't had a chance to delve into it deeply yet, but it's a meaty and intriguing production, with lots of sharp visuals. The poetry/photography collaboration of Harry Thurston and Thaddeus Holownia is especially arresting. Receiving this

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....and a few other things. I've responded, because I think the criticism of CNQ is uninformed. In discussions with other editors and the publisher of the magazine, no single non-content-question has come up more often than the rather lad-heavy list of contributors. It isn't something we want, but as I say in my comments on Stacey's post, it's something of an uphill slog trying to get women to

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Each of us is various, many people, a prolixity of selves. Which is why the person who disdains his world is not the same as the person who rejoices or suffers because of his world. In the vast colony of our being there are many species of people, thinking and feeling differently. ... And like a diverse but compact multitude, this world of different people that I am projects a unique shadow--this

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When grammar defines usage, it makes legitimate and false divisions. For example, it makes some verbs transitive and others intransitive. A man who knows how to speak often has to make a transitive verb intransitive in order to photograph what he feels instead, as usually happens with the common human animal, of seeing his feelings darkly. If I want to say that I exist, I would say, "I am." If I

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I have no political or social feelings. But in a certain sense I do have a highly patriotic feeling. My country is the Portuguese language. It wouldn't bother me if Portugal were invaded or conquered, unless I were personally incommoded. But I hate, with true hatred, with the only hatred I feel, not those who write Portuguese badly, not those who are ignorant of syntax, not those who spell

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I shared this on Facebook--where I seem to be doing most of the bite-sized blogging I used to do over here--the other day, but thought I'd post it here as well, in case anyone following CLM is off-'book, as it were. A very smart interview of Joshua Trotter by Jacob Mooney. Very glad to see Josh's book not only getting attention, but intelligent attention. You should give it yours!

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The interview I did with Toronto high school student Micaela Kirkwood-Lazazzera has been re-posted at the Open Book Toronto site, in case you missed it previously...

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I'm not sure about these Hallmark holidays, but fatherhood has been something of a recurring theme in my poems. Here's a set of poems from Track & Trace, the first three of which are occasion-appropriate. Or inappropriate...

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Here's audio from my talk at the Elizabeth Bishop symposium t'other day: I made several more recordings over the course of the weekend, but haven't uploaded them from my dictaphone yet. I probably won't be posting them myself, but will send them over to the folks who organized the symposium, who will likely be posting them on the Bishop Centenary blog at some point.

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I was very lucky to attend this talk the other night. It isn't edited, so start watching at minute 33. Watch live streaming video from ukings at livestream.com

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This has kind of snuck up on me. I'm giving a talk at the University of King's College (my alma mater) tomorrow morning. It's part of the Elizabeth Bishop centenary symposium taking place at King's. Lots of awesome stuff going on over the weekend. You can see the full schedule here.

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Maurice Mierau has posted a little interview with yours truly at The Winnipeg Review. It's all about e-books and whatnot.

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My leather wallet went AWOL while I was buying Lego at Walmart. I can't afford another wallet that posh. I've spent too much on home and tuition to buy such a pricey pocket for my money. I love building Lego with my daughter, but in this land of loaned milk and honey I'm watching all my wine turn to water.

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A couple of months ago, I received an email from Angela Rawlings inviting me to take part in a project she was coordinating. Angela had been working with high school students at Malvern Collegiate Institute in Toronto, getting them to write poems and introducing them to the work of contemporary Canadian poets. She thought it would be good for the students, having been introduced to the work of a

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Whether affliction or infection &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp Whether predator or virus Whether p.f.o. or rejection &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp Whether Billy Ray or Miley Cyrus Whether metonym or metaphor &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp Whether keyboard or stylus Whether cell phone or semaphore &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp Whether I-Pad or papyrus Whether intuition or feeling &nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp Whether

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I'll be reading in Halifax this Saturday, May 21, 1 pm at the North St. Church, 5657 North St. Also reading are Matt Robinson and Sue Goyette. Readings will take place between sets of live music. It's part of the Long Live the Queen Festival. More details: http://longlivethequeen.ca/?page_id=13 Come on out!

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The good folks at the Best Canadian Poetry blog have just posted an audio clip of me reading my poem "To the Superb Lyrebird..." Fun timing because I just got an email a couple of days ago from Brian Bartlett, who told me that he'd shared my poem with an Aussie friend, who told Brian that the line about a "dingo with rabies" was "crap" because there have been no reported cases of rabies in

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Just came across this review of Track & Trace in Canadian Literature.

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Domain Name state.gov ? (U.S. Government) IP Address 169.253.4.# (U.S. Department of State) ISP U.S. Department of State Location  Continent : North America Country : United States  (Facts) State : District of Columbia City : Washington Lat/Long : 38.9097, -77.0231 (Map) Language English (U.S.) en-us Operating System Microsoft WinXP Browser Internet Explorer 7.0 Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE

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What a great evening. Tatamagouche is a hell of a cool little town. Fables Club is an amazing venue and the hospitality was peerless. We stayed overnight at the neatest B&B I've ever seen. My son was in heaven. First recording features Anna Quon, followed by yours truly. The second is Carole Glasser Langille followed by Harry Thurston. As I say during my reading, it was especially great to read

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Sorry, I'm not myself today. Lately, I think I never am. I was yesterday beside myself and from that angle I could see the cracks and fissures, the stitches and seams. So it seems this shifting complex of cells—each a self that buds and blossoms and sloughs—has some sort of unified purpose, but fact is they're merely confined, yoked to a cubicled lifetime till they die and return for more

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The third and final reading of our mini tour. I missed the very beginning of Dave's preamble, but otherwise the whole thing's here. It was another wonderful night, with a good crowd in a great venue, graciously hosted by Rupert McNally, who was selling books for his father's store. Apparently the three of us sold more books last night than Sylvia Tyson did at a recent event. Songwriting: the new

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Here's the audio from last night's wonderful reading at the London Public Library. Almost fifty people turned out to hear local boy David Hickey and two guys with beards. A Q&A session follows the reading. Enjoy!

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Title says it all. Unfortunately, I forgot to turn on the recorder until after Dan Wells had begun his gracious introduction.

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If you're the sort of person who reads this blog, you probably already know that yours truly was one of five readers chosen on Wednesday by the Harbourfront jury to read at the International Festival of Authors in October. I had the advantage, thanks to the alphabet, of reading last. The Gattling gun procession of poems certainly blurred for me, so I imagine it would have been quite a challenge

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Ok kids, I'm up way past my bedtime, but wanted to share this with you, since chances are you couldn't or didn't make it to the live version. Herewith, my talk at UNB on Monday. Two mp3s: 1)the talk 2)the discussion that followed. Voices in the discussion that aren't mine belong to Ross Leckie, Ian Letourneau and UNB doctoral candidate Lisa Jodoin. In case the embedded player doesn't give

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Been a while since I posted an audio poem here. Many minor malfunctions in my audio gear. I seem to have it all resolved now, and thought I'd post a poem that fits recent events altogether too well. A sharp, wry sonnet by Peter Norman from his fabulous collection, At the Gates of the Theme Park. Oh, and I have a bit of a virus, which I think adds something...

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March has been a gonzo month for me, with all the writing and editing I've had to do for school and work. And as we roll into April, the pace promises to continue unabated. I'll be getting out into the world a bit, tho, not just staying chained to my keyboard. Some upcoming dates, details sketchy for some of them at the moment: Monday, March 28, Fredericton, NB: Lecture at the UNB English

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A few days ago, I got an email from Steven Stewart, a student at Okanagan College in Vernon, BC, requesting an interview for a school assignment. It went very well, so with his permission, I'm posting it here for all and sundry. Enjoy. Steven Stewart: When did you first decide that you wanted to write poetry?  Zachariah Wells: I didn't really decide, I just started doing it when I was 21.  I was

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A powerfully imaginative mind seizes and combines at the same instant, not only two, but all the important ideas of its poem or picture, and while it works with any one of them, it is at the same instant working with and modifying all in their relations to it, never losing sight of their bearings on each other; as the motion of a snake's body goes through all parts at once, and its volition acts

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For things should not be written in such a way that everyone understands everything, but so that they are forced to investigate certain things, and learn.

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For there is no word that is not the best in some place. Consequently, however low it be, however unusual, poetic, archaic, new, obsolete, harsh, barbarous, and exotic, nevertheless, let it be placed in its own company, as it were, and next, so that if ever a need for it arise, it may be summoned then.

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If indeed it is true, as in Plato, Socrates acutely reasons, that the ability to lie and to tell the truth cleverly are talents of the same man, no artist will better compress speech to conciseness than he who has skill to enrich the same with as varied an ornamentation as possible. For as far as conciseness of speech is concerned, who could speak more tersely than he who has ready at hand an

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Copyright? Not so much. A lot of writers are rushing to the barricades at the moment to protect copyright, lest literature be killed by a rash of unlicensed photocopying. Me? I think copyright's a publisher's concern. I like that this sort of thing happens. Moreover, no one can stop it.

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William Logan on some centenary-inspired Elizabeth Bishop books. A few fun moments in the piece: The magazine had a somewhat strait-laced view of grammatical rules (and other things — for years the two women addressed each other as Miss Bishop and Mrs. White). Her forbearing editors, however, dismissed many in-house queries, often allowing Bishop to decide just how far toward sanity she was

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I thought I'd post the poem Evie's referring to (see previous post) for the benefit of anyone who doesn't have a copy of my book. Please don't let this deter you from purchasing said book or checking it out of your local library... KADDISH I’m told that I resemble you. I do, it’s true, like an Arab a Jew, I can see me in you, right to my left shoe, bootstrapped and blue. Dear zeyda, dear

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Evie Christie has posted some keen thoughts on my poem "Kaddish." Which I appreciate greatly.

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My last post as guest blogger at the Best Canadian Poems site is now up. Given that today is Elizabeth Bishop's 100th birthday and I've been working on a paper about her birthday poem "The Bight" for some weeks, I had no trouble figuring out what to blog about.

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My poem "Underwhelmed, if that's a word" is now online at The Walrus, awaiting your unenthusiastic appraisal. UPDATE: The comments stream following the poem is starting to get quite entertaining.

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My latest blog post is up at the Best Canadian Poetry site. It's on my favourite subject.

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Strolling through these woods, I've chanced to dwellupon the mouth of this long-abandonedwell. The boards its former owner must haveplaced across the hole to keep stray animalsfrom falling in have rotted, gone to ground;the stones that ring the lip are so moss-crusted you can barely see them; a dump of rustedcans and antique bottles surrounding the wellhas sprawled and overflows onto the

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Strolling through these woods, I've chanced to dwellupon the mouth of this long-abandonedwell. The boards its former owner must haveplaced across the hole to keep stray animalsfrom falling in have rotted and gone to ground;the stones that ring the lip are so moss-crusted you can barely see them. A dump of rustedtin cans and antique bottles surrounding the wellhas no doubt overflowed onto the

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My latest blog post is up at the Best Canadian Poetry site. Check it out!

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I posted a new version of my poem-in-progress, which is not something I usually do. What I typically do is post a working draft I'm reasonably happy with and twiddle and tweak it without saying anything about the twiddles n tweaks. But I did quite a bit of tweaking on it today, so I decided to repost it altogether and undo some of the tweaks (the ones I could remember, as I'm bad about keeping

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I construct nothing without first tearingit down. My body's the sum of everyone'sparts. I do hope you won't begrudge sharingyour heart. Not that I care: half of the fun's in begging forgiveness. I laminateyour private thoughts and post them on my wall.I've always found it better to come late,ill-dressed, than never to show up at all. I've so far declined the experts' adviceconcerning long-term

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Just found out that my brief reviews of Jim Johnstone's Patternicity and Jeff Latosik's Tiny, Frantic, Stronger are now online (along with many other reviews) at Arc's website. I also found out that my poem "Underwhelmed, if That's a Word" is in the new issue of The Walrus, which I haven't seen yet, but I got an email from someone who has, so if it's not on a newsstand near you, it soon will be,

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I'm blogging for the Best Canadian Poetry antho over the next couple of weeks. My first post, on the much-maligned topic of virtuosity, is now up.

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I can build nothing without first tearingit down. My work is the sum of everyone'sparts. I really hope you don't mind sharingyour heart. Not that I care. All of the fun's in begging forgiveness. I violateyour private thoughts and post them on my wall.I've always said it's better to come late,ill-dressed, than never to arrive at all. I've so far declined the experts' adviceconcerning long-term

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Very pleasant surprise today to receive my copy of Goran Simic's Sunrise in the Eyes of the Snowman, a book I'm proud to have edited. Might I suggest you order a copy?

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Distilled silence;condensationon a pane.

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Got an alert today for something rather droll. Seems the good people at the How Pedestrian blog got these two fellers to read my poem "A Winter." Seems they only got one take... You can also hear me reading the poem at Julie Wilson's Seen Reading.

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Alex Boyd had one question for me. And I done answered it.

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Michael Lista think that Joshua Trotter's All This Could Be Yours is one of the five best books of 2010. And he's in some heavyweight company here. I'm super-biased, having edited the thing, but I agree. (I edited it because I think it's a great book, not the other way around; editing Josh's ms. was, I must say, not a tall order.) Order yours today!

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for Elizabeth Bishop Comes a time, traveller, to rest your bonesby the roadside, to stretch out in a floweredditch, catch your breath and watch the patternedplay of sunlight and shadow on the membranesof your eyelids, a few minutes or an hourif needed. Comes a time at a trivialjunction to pause and reconnoitre,reconsider flight plans and waypoints, waitfor someone with a wagon to pass byand

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Nice little review of the Best Canadian Poetry anthology at The Rover, in which my contribution, "To the Superb Lyrebird," is one of a handful of poems mentioned. I haven't got my contributor's copy yet; looking forward to seeing it. I'll be doing a bit of guest blogging for the series' blog (see link in sidebar) next month.

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I had a reading in Moncton last night. I didn't know for sure if I'd be able to do it until Sunday afternoon, as I'm on call at my dayjob, but it worked out and I'm glad it did. The reading was hosted by my good friends Art Moore (a teacher and writer in Moncton) and his partner Corrine May. It was at a very cool new venue in Moncton, Botsford Station, a kind of artists' co-op. Besides my reading

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[In case you were in search of some edifying xmas reading, I thought I'd post my most recent scholarly endeavour: an essay on Angela Carter's wonderful novel Nights at the Circus] One day in November 1900, in the mission village of Skidegate, on an island off the coast of western Canada, a man sat down to tell a story. Only two people, so far as we know,

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Physique, temperament, religion, politics, and immediate circumstances all play their parts in formulating one's theories on verse. And then they play them again and differently when one is writing it. No matter what theories one may have, I doubt very much that they are in one's mind at the moment of writing a poem or that there is even a physical possibility that they could be. Theories can

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My poem "A Winter" has been "reprinted" in the newish PDF magazine Arts East. It's a very nicely produced mag and you can get a copy emailed to you for free if you drop them a line: artseastonline@gmail.com And in this wonderful world of audio-visual webness, you can also hear me reading the poem, if you like.

Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-18586559466026822572010-12-15T03:28:00.000-08:002010-12-15T05:04:31.444-08:00

Over at Pickle Me This, Kerry Clare has posted her list of favourite books from 2010. I'm pleased and honoured that she's named Track & Trace among them. She got the book by an indirect route. I did some readings at Peterborough Collegiate and Vocational School in the spring, hosted by Karen Christie, who happens to be the mother of Evie Christie. Another teacher in the department bought copies

Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-1553421285379184322010-11-23T09:38:00.000-08:002010-11-30T14:38:22.327-08:00

Terrific reading last night with Alexander MacLeod at my alma mater, the U of King's College. It was a hazardous, icy night, but we still drew an audience of 15 or so. They were very responsive to the work and bought quite a few books. Alex had a bad cough, but soldiered through his reading admirably. I haven't finished reading Light Lifting yet, as I've been buried in things I have to read,

Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-32601073153950398352010-11-20T18:07:00.000-08:002010-11-20T18:07:37.405-08:00

For all you fine Haligonians out there, I'm reading at the University of King's College--my alma mater--this coming Monday, the 22, with Alexander MacLeod, 7:30 PM in the Peter Wilson Room. Biblioasis rulez!

Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-36917042385147383532010-11-17T12:14:00.001-08:002010-11-17T12:14:47.521-08:00

You know, dude's got a point: some people just don't know when to shut up.

Zachariah Wellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02241595894807722933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31341356110251854.post-4109029127236408822010-11-16T12:25:00.000-08:002010-11-16T12:28:54.192-08:00

Join us in the G. Peter Wilson Room on November 22nd at 7:30pm for a reading from Giller Prize Nominee Alexander MacLeod and Poet and King's Alum Zachariah Wells.MacLeod, nominated for the 2010 Giller Prize for his first collection of stories Light Lifting, is the son of famed Nova Scotian Author Alistair MacLeod. Alexander MacLeod's award-winning stories have appeared in many of the leading

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Lovely event in Ottawa the other night, belatedly launching The Essential Kenneth Leslie. Peter Richardson and Stephen Brockwell joined me in reading Leslie's sonnet sequence "By Stubborn Stars" to a small but appreciative audience (turns out we were up against not only an unofficial long weekend exodus, but also another book launch that night), who stuck around to watch Chuck Lapp's film about

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