Ross Leckie

What is the poetry of everyday life?

You are never old, fair friends, our readers, as long as summer's near.

Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious by The Fiddlehead Spring Issue

the Collected Poems, Patrick lane.

The, the two hundred and twenty-ninth issue of The Fiddlehead,

The pentacle. The Pentagon. The Pentateuch. And how the Penta-

It has been a confusing winter, raining when it should be snowing,

Happy 60th, Fiddlehead!

When I was a university student, my best friend gave me a copy of The Lost Salt Gift of Blood, and I felt like I was holding a tangible piece of the past as if it were the present and the present as if it were the past.