Kirby Reviews Unwashed by Daniel Maluka
Posted on January 14, 2025
The Power of Sayin’ it Plain in Daniel Maluka’s Unwashed
Unwashed, Daniel Maluka. Mawenzi House, 2024.
“I had things to draw.”
Stop! Look! Listen! Thomas O’Grady's Reading Recommendations
Posted on January 14, 2025
In late January of 2018, my wife texted me from her parents’ home, where she was visiting for a few days, asking me for an update on the two kittens we had adopted back in November. Mostly it was her pleasure to give them their treats, but they had responded to the cue of my calling out to them by rubbing around my legs in high anticipation. I replied to her query with these impromptu verses:
Stop! Look! Listen! Vivek Sharma’s Reading Recommendation
Posted on January 7, 2025
One of the poetry collections that I keep coming back to is a book of ghazals by Agha Shahid Ali, Call Me Ishmael Tonight. The beloved Kashmiri-American poet has been an absolute favorite of mine ever since I discovered him in my early twenties. His poems pave a path towards a level of lyric expansiveness with their tri-cultural — Hindu, Muslim, and for the lack of a better word, the Western — juxtaposition, which very few South Asian poets have ventured out to do.
Congratulations to our 2024 Fiction Contest Winner, Luanne Gauvreau!
Posted on January 3, 2025
We're excited to announce that Luanne Gauvreau is the winner of our 2024 Fiction Contest and $2000 prize! Her story "Roses for Bodies" will be featured in the upcoming Winter issue of The Fiddlehead (FH 302).
Luanne Gauvreau lives in Ottawa where she is a writer and editor, in body and spirit. “Roses for Bodies” is drawn from a novel in progress exploring the nature of work and art in a world so in need of real action.
An Interview with Petra Chambers
Posted on December 19, 2024
Editorial Assistant Miriam Richer Interviews Petra Chambers whose three poems appear in Issue 301 (Autumn 2024)
Miriam Richer: All three of your poems, in one sense or another, are about the speaker’s relationship to the past—revisiting a childhood home, reminiscing about adolescence, identifying with a rescue animal’s inscrutable history. How does the passage of time figure into your poetry?
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