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Hungary-Hollywood Express

Fragment follows fragment like thoughts in a mind suspended between waking and sleeping, and again and again the book returns to the life of actor and Olympian Johnny Weissmuller. And yet this novel, the first part of a trilogy, isn’t a difficult read. The prose is translucent, flowing, beautifully translated from its original French by Dimitri Nasrallah.

Untitled (“I will present a huge fire”)

I will present a huge fire I will burn the residential schools the paper acts And with a single gust of wind brush away every pipeline the caribou will come running with the buffalo the horses the deer there will be a great trembling The caribou the buffalo the horses the deer will come with […]

By Natasha Kanapé Fontaine • "Untitled (“I will present a huge fire”)" is taken from the book Assi Manifesto, published by Mawenzi House • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month

The Party Wall

After winning several prestigious awards in its original French, Catherine Leroux’s second novel, The Party Wall, expertly translated into English by Lazer Lederhendler, has been shortlisted for this year’s Giller Prize and for a Governor General’s Literary Award for translation. And deservedly so.

A Grip on the Stars

I arrive wrapped in typhoon, blue grey wet blanket airless and unsettled. Strips of wallpaper curl an inch a day. I am adhesive diluted, unable to dry. When I packed, I found lost letters behind my bed, books I never knew I owned. Leaving is a process of remembering, a realization that to stay is […]

By Gillian Sze and Alison Strumberger • "A Grip on the Stars" is taken from the book Redrafting Winter, published by BuschekBooks • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month

The Bonjour Effect

The key to understanding the French, according to Julie Barlow and Jean-Benoît Nadeau, authors of The Bonjour Effect: The Secret Codes of French Conversation Revealed, is to consider the gulf between communication and conversation. According to the Canadian duo, the French do not communicate; they converse. And when they do so, they may deliberately provoke controversy, they may avoid admitting they don’t know something, and they may even say no when they mean yes

Hold Tight, Let Go

That was my verdict, six weeks before the shades. January had burst December open. I said let go, stockstill and concocting questions. Reminding myself a man’s heart can’t be bared with just one hand. Scinded, our words repeat. I heard hold tight, let go, standing like a man pitched forward. Weight on one leg. Killing […]

By François Turcot • "Hold Tight, Let Go" is taken from the book My Dinosaur, published by BookThug • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month

Centre: Eochaill

Rise with the centre of the island, its thorny-backed middle. Climb, upwards from the main road, follow the steep incline of a goat path. Here, the land pillaged and pocked by hoof- prints, shudder and thunder of goat heels driven to ground. Follow the sound through the drone and wheel of crickets: summer is gone, […]

By Kelly Norah Drukker • "Centre: Eochaill" is taken from the book Small Fires, published by McGill-Queen’s University Press • Read our review • Posted Filed in Poem of the Month 1 Comment

Griffintown

Poitras takes her reader into the anachronistic world of present-day calèche drivers, each with their own sad story, at a moment when their frozen-in-time way of life faces immediate danger. Harnessing the language and conventions of the spaghetti western, the Montreal-based author and journalist dips into the genre’s stable of tropes for insight into the machinations underlying the urban landscape we inhabit.