Find Ghost Face and other titles by local authors at NDG’s cozy and welcoming @phoenixbooksndg! Swipe to see a couple of new poetry collections I picked up from Phoenix: ‘Sensorial’ by @carolynevdm and ‘Under an Underpass, a Fox’ by @james4j. . . . #ghostfacepoetry #gregsantos #poetry #canadianpoetry #canlit #montreal #montrealbookstore #phoenixbooks #carolynevandermeer #jameshawes #supportindependentbookstores (at Phoenix Books) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfHJgOrgMAYoLbNA5gaUn7vGCaAjScjH40Lpx00/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
1 note
·
View note
Canadian doesn't just mean good with cold
It means complaining between November and March about -20C to -50C.
It means whining throughout June and August about +25C to +40C.
It means doing both things above during fall and spring with view days of blissful normal.
0 notes
As tought as it go throught it, just remember that you'll only come out with more inner strength, resilency, and profound personal growth • • • • Lots of love, @gina2quotes • • like • save • share • • • • • • • • _________________________________________ #poetry #quotes #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writing #quoteoftheday #writerscommunity #gina2quotes #writers #words #bleedingsoulpoetry #bymepoetry #poetsanonymousink #silverleafpoetry #mode_poetry #streetwritersofficial #spilledink #untwineme #poetsandpoetryy #poetscity #poetsgrid #poets_area #herheartpoetry #canadianpoetry #globalagepoetry #poetstribe #writersflare #purpleheartpoetry (di Brownsville) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl8HIgNSLvI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
0 notes
Introduction
This blog was created for my Research Journal assignment for English 452: Modern Canadian Poetry. I will be documenting my readings and thoughts on modernism, poetry, and other Canadian literature throughout the semester.
The majority of the readings will be from Canadian Poetry 1920 to 1960, ed. B. Trehearne (McClelland & Stewart), however some of my own findings will also be featured.
1 note
·
View note
In reading @chutchi2 Chris Hutchinson’s poetry manuscript Meanwhile, Myrmidons (forthcoming from #anstrutherpress), I got into the word myrmidon. A cool word, but was a bit fuzzy for me. I remembered vaguely that there was a classical source and also a potentially negative connotation. These days, you may choose to go google myrmidon at this point. That’s what I did and was reminded of the soldiers who fought for Achilles, relentless and loyal, in brown or black armour suggesting their association with ants. Myths include the transformation of ants into people on a lonely island as the origin of the Myrmidons and an offbeat take on the Zeus seduction narrative in which he takes the form of an ant! The negative connotation comes from modern extrapolations of that loyalty and relentlessness as akin to the subservient menace of various species of “hired ruffian” (wikipedia’s turn of phrase). I often think of some of my flat line drawings as sculptural, especially ones that are standing figures in space. I trace this back to the “sculptural figures” in the drawings of William Blake and of Jack Kirby, but especially to Henry Moore. From an early age, I loved Moore’s drawings, a large selection of which hung on the walls of ramp that used to connect the first and second floors of the @agotoronto on the east side of the building leading up to the magical gallery of Moore plaster casts. I was thinking about Moore’s exploration of recurring motifs, such as standing figures and also some of his helmet heads and helmet-like forms such as Atom Piece. The result was a number of “myrmidons” such as this one. #draw #drawing #drawings #drawingoftheday #art #artists #artistsoninstagram #myrmidon #myrmidons #poetry #canadianpoetry #chapbook #poetrychapbook https://www.instagram.com/p/CRSerrWNipU/?utm_medium=tumblr
1 note
·
View note
KPH #kph #kphpoetry #poetry #poem #bymepoetry #writing #writer #typewriter #quotes #poet #northernpoet #canadianpoetry #canadiancontent #poetrybook #booklaunch #forthoseihaveloved https://www.instagram.com/p/CI6ETqzFKoB/?igshid=v6ts99bgdyh7
1 note
·
View note
The Echoes of Time
Miles to go before i sleep
Because these mountains i climb are very steep
Frost told me to take the road less traveled
Now i mourn for an innocent childhood.
I cried for two days straight
Swept it under the carpet
Cinderella would be proud
The Grimm brothers never knew their echos would be loud.
Bukowski understood undeserved pain
But he lapped it up like a dog from hell
He was an asshole but put on a brave face
Love is a topic I still dare to dwell.
8 notes
·
View notes
Love is not a war won or lost on a battle field rather it is waged in those growing silent moments when you could have spoke and chose not to. Natasha Head ... ... ... ... #poetry #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #wordporn #picoftheday #canadianpoetry #cannabiscreative #potpoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/BsrmjtKhCYM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b4ql28xvsdya
10 notes
·
View notes
Variations On The Word Love(Poem) This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, for those red heart- shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing like real hearts. Add lace and you can sell it. We insert it also in the one empty space on the printed form that comes with no instructions. There are whole magazines with not much in them but the word love, you can rub it all over your body and you can cook with it too. How do we know it isn't what goes on at the cool debaucheries of slugs under damp pieces of cardboard? As for the weed- seedlings nosing their tough snouts up among the lettuces, they shout it. Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising their glittering knives in salute. Then there's the two of us. This word is far too short for us, it has only four letters, too sparse to fill those deep bare vacuums between the stars that press on us with their deafness. It's not love we don't wish to fall into, but that fear. this word is not enough but it will have to do. It's a single vowel in this metallic silence, a mouth that says O again and again in wonder and pain, a breath, a finger grip on a cliffside. You can hold on or let go. #MargaretAtwood . #Poetry. #LovePoem. #Poem. #CanadianPoetry. #Literature. (at Samastipur) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxb7tSDhcoV/?igshid=3rj2fei5iihz
1 note
·
View note
Blessed New 🌚!!! It felt like spring here in Toronto yesterday and the birds went crazy with song. Here is an urban pagan poem celebrating moments of hope of spring’s return! #badasspoetry #urbanpagan #suzieridler #poetry #poem #canadianpoetry #canadianpoet #newmoon (at Toronto, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/Btf4gA5jI3d/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cfsseyv0ga9b
1 note
·
View note
I’m so completely honored and thrilled that one of my sunflower photos (taken way back In 2012!) was featured yesterday in a Canadian poetry journal alongside this beautiful poem by Redgina Jean-Paul… Black SunFlower by Redgina Jean-Paul I am going over every single little thing every single— And I wish I could turn it off stop the train in its— Track my thoughts, pull them back, nocked-arrow’s fletching, set them— Free to choose, I wish… I want it to End. I do. I want perfect pitch black sun flower bed fellow man made disaster. — from Juniper Volume 5, Issue 1 The photo is of a red sunflower variety called Drop Dead Red which I grew in my garden in 2012 and then wrote about on my blog, which is how the editor at the poetry journal recently found it. 🌻 I have loved sunflowers my whole entire life but it wasn’t until I started doing my own gardening about 20 years ago that I discovered red sunflowers and the intense shades they come in. Ranging from rust to almost-black, I became so smitten with them in 2012, that I ordered all the red variety sunflowers seeds I could find online and then planted them all over the garden. Two months later a couple hundred bloomed! That was back when I lived in another state on a lovely rural farm with cows for neighbors and my favorite camera 📸 always in hand. Sadly, my camera died a tragic death three years ago but I’m happy to still have the sunflower photos and the memories of those big patches of red faces dancing on the breeze. They added quite a bit of drama to the garden that year! It’s so fun to see that they also add a little bit of drama to poetry too:) ♥️ Cheers to Lisa and Redgina at Juniper for bringing these garden memories to light. And extra cheers to Redgina for her beautiful poem. 🥂 The journal added a a filter to my original photo giving it a pretty painterly effect. Included in this batch is the original photo I took along with other red sunflowers from the garden that year so that you can see the range of colors they come in. . . . . . #sunflowers #redsunflowers #poetry #blacksunflowers #poetryjournal #featuredphoto #canadianpoetry #redginajeanpaul #juniperpoetry #gardenstories https://www.instagram.com/p/CQeEQLcglES/?utm_medium=tumblr
0 notes
So pleased to have two new poems in the Summer 2021 issue of Toronto’s Juniper poetry journal. Many thanks to Lisa Young. Check out my two poems “Nighthawks” and “Lifting of the Veil”, along with my fellow contributors’ work at the following link or temporarily in my bio: (https://juniperpoetry.com/volume-5-issue-1/) . . . #gregsantos #juniperpoetryjournal #poetry #poetsofinstagram #writingcommunity #canlit #canadianpoetry #poetrycommunity https://www.instagram.com/p/CQbbqWANRIOcEL9i8_etmpiXIBspBDqSN3wglw0/?utm_medium=tumblr
1 note
·
View note
I Don’t Tell You Enough
I don’t tell you enough
That I love you
I don’t show you enough
That I care
When you need someone to lean on
I don’t show you enough
That I’m there
I don’t tell you enough
How beautiful you are
I don’t notice enough
When you do something special
With your outfit or your hair
I love you in a million ways
I want to find the light to show ’em
With more than a kiss a day
And a cliché poem
I don’t know how to tell you
I can’t offer a perfect life
My credit is bad, my bank account is sad,
And loving me can feel lonesome
I can’t tell you enough
That I want to spend my life with you
I’m a little mad, cracked I may add
But I’m cracking mad about you
Mad about who you are
Cracked for the things that you do
These things you do amaze me
They are why I have penned
This embarrassing gush
I write this bad poetry
In hopes that you will see
How much I love you
I don’t remember enough
How lucky I am
To somehow deserve the intensity of your love
It frustrates me too much
To know I cannot be the best man
For that is what you deserve
Nothing less will do
1 note
·
View note
gardens eve she lays still breathing
he takes a heaping of her growth// feeds it to judas with his lion arms// picks his way at me until man hood//only heavens eyes know she lays in pink skies and comfortable lies //cherry blossom blond hair // continues to grow to her hips //rosie cheeks rose lips //still vital in gardens eve
//// - hannie
0 notes
Birthday fest for three boys whose years on earth total 210. The celebrations included a cake adorned with 70 candles and a poem from Julie Berry. Happy Birthday Year to Ken, Jonathan and Robin. #birthdayyear #70yearsyoung @jewelweed7816 #canadianpoetry #chocolatecake (at St. Thomas, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEz1mAtnXet/?igshid=1rev3nw3ejpm5
0 notes
And finally, the original sketches for the two lucky “myrmidons” who made the cover of @chutchi2 Chris Hutchinson’s poetry chapbook Meanwhile, Myrmidons out now from #anstrutherpress In reading @chutchi2 Chris Hutchinson’s poetry manuscript Meanwhile, Myrmidons, I got into the word myrmidon. A cool word, but was a bit fuzzy for me. I remembered vaguely that there was a classical source and also a potentially negative connotation. These days, you may choose to go google myrmidon at this point. That’s what I did and was reminded of the soldiers who fought for Achilles, relentless and loyal, in brown or black armour suggesting their association with ants. Myths include the transformation of ants into people on a lonely island as the origin of the Myrmidons and an offbeat take on the Zeus seduction narrative in which he takes the form of an ant! The negative connotation comes from modern extrapolations of that loyalty and relentlessness as akin to the subservient menace of various species of “hired ruffian” (wikipedia’s turn of phrase). I often think of some of my flat line drawings as sculptural, especially ones that are standing figures in space. I trace this back to the “sculptural figures” in the drawings of William Blake and of Jack Kirby, but especially to Henry Moore. From an early age, I loved Moore’s drawings, a large selection of which hung on the walls of ramp that used to connect the first and second floors of the @agotoronto on the east side of the building leading up to the magical gallery of Moore plaster casts. I was thinking about Moore’s exploration of recurring motifs, such as standing figures and also some of his helmet heads and helmet-like forms such as Atom Piece. The result was a number of “myrmidons” such as this one. #draw #drawing #drawings #drawingoftheday #art #artists #artistsoninstagram #myrmidon #myrmidons #poetry #canadianpoetry #chapbook #poetrychapbook https://www.instagram.com/p/CRbbr3zNAKp/?utm_medium=tumblr
0 notes