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Don’t let it Make you Thoughtful: Two Letters to Internet Strangers

The following concerns this National Post article by the usually well-considered Barbara Kay. It’s sort of a follow-up article derived from a flippant comment Kay made about Lisa Moore’s new novel February. The buzz in said comment came from Kay’s assertion that February was “unreadably Canadian”, an assertion she later admitted to proving by not actually reading it.

It’s Nighttime Survival for Men: Nic Labriola’s “Naming the Mannequins”

No one knows who Nic Labriola is. This Toronto writer was only recently shipped to our poetry clubhouse from the neighbouring community of drama, and his first book arrived this year from Insomniac Press as a complete surprise. Its author has stayed away from the usual tours of duty through open-mic nights, pass-the-hat reading venues, and other opportunities whereby a young person could introduce himself and his ideas to the Toronto Poetry Cult.

What the Kids are Learning (#2 of 2)

A couple days ago we took a look through the options available to new students at the University of Toronto. We imagined hypothetical students with an interest in both the poetical vein in literature, and the Canadian one. The results were something of a mixed bag for an institution that literally borders a street named after a Canadian poet. Today we move uptown to the suburban environment of York University. I came in with some high hopes for York, it’s the kind of place where, in the first tentative weeks of September, you can hear things like, “My name’s Doug, not ‘Professor’”, where students of mixed levels can share a cheap beer or seven, and where a person might be treated to the odd requisite text they’ll enjoy.

What the Kids are Learning (#1 of 2)

It’s the first week of September. The air is tightening up, assholes in CNE-sponsored fighter planes are buzzing my apartment in Parkdale at 8:30 in the morning, the city is as it wishes to be. And that great fall ritual of going back to school kicks into its frantic final movement. I took some time out from quietly hoping for a two-plane collision this morning to take a look at what a poetry-minded young adult could get him or herself into at Toronto’s two largest institutions of higher learning. Let’s review what the reading lists have to offer:

University of Toronto:

The Annual Literary Auxiliary’s Open House and Bake Sale

The end of September is going to bring us the 20th incarnation of the Word on the Street Festival. In the quick-rise, quicker-fall world of organized literary events, twenty is a real accomplishment. While this is no kind of grassroots effort (it’s essentially a coproduction between the Books and Periodical Council and the Government of Canada), twenty festivals is inarguable. Twenty festivals means you were a good idea in the first place.

Intro: First Morning Alone without Pages Books

Good morning, Toronto. My name is Jake and this is my guest blog for the pea green month of September.

I want to try and fold my personal WiR introduction into an anecdote about Pages Books, which, as of this morning, no longer exists at the corner of Queen and John Streets.

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