‘Three Canadian poets whose writing is like finding razors on your tongue and getting turned on by it’
“I’m reading three Canadian poets whose writing is like finding razors on your tongue and getting turned on by it. Daniel Bradley’s Tidy Language: I think of Bradley’s compact prose poems as meditations or dictations by the sanest raver in the room. Also re-reading a mid-80s classic, Moby Jane, by the sadly deceased Vancouver poet Gerry Gilbert. These hits of ’80s wisdom are easy to swallow and hard to forget. And I’m digging back into Corrections, the selected poems of Victor Coleman’s. Coleman’s voice is acerbic and acrobatic; somehow willing both to speak to the crowd in Chaucer and goose you with a turkey neck when you’re not looking.”
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