Poets Corner Reading Series

EVENTS

UPCOMING READINGS, FEATURED POETS, and THEMED READINGS.

“the land hears every song and never forgets:” October’s Reading at Poets Corner with Jennifer Zilm and Tawahum Bige

Well the October reading at Fairleigh Dickinson University was another smash success.  We dimmed the lights for a bit more ambience and were treated to smorgasbord of verse.  Our few but skilled open-mic poets read about breaking up in the rainforest, Roe v Wade, dandruff and the anticipation of rain.  Samir, who has been here only 17 days, read a poem inspired by his homeland, beautiful Nepal, his first ever Canadian reading. We feel privileged to have hosted.

Jennifer Zilm was our first feature reader and we knew we were in for a wild ride when she posed the question “How do I know when my e-book has ended?”. We heard lines about sticky fingers, ancient books and godly women who know not to trust Satan.  Jennifer’s poetry meanders from one image to another and reveals a mind that notices and questions everything.  There were jokes, like “How many Torontonians does it take to screw in a light bulb?” and observations of Satan eating his quinoa.  Jennifer is seriously funny.

Tawahum Bige was up next and, as usual, they performed.  Tawahum’s poetry is both beautiful and serious, exploring themes of land defense, indigenous resilience, poverty and jail.  Broken treaties and Trans Mountain impose violence on the land, but blood memory remains and Tawahum assures that ‘the land hears every song and never forgets.’  The reading ended with a strong message for our “leaders”: ‘The opioid epidemic feasts on homelessness but still we get a pipeline’.  Tawahum just gets better and better with every reading.

Thanks everyone for a great night in our new “hybrid” format.

Poetry Without a License: Our first live/hybrid reading at Fairleigh Dickinson University

Posted on behalf of Jillian Maguire

Well, we finally did it.  We had a live reading.  Well, a hybrid reading.  After figuring out all of the technical logistics, we had a wonderful evening of poetry.  The night began with the open mic featuring of “poetry without a license”.  We went down the rabbit-hole of dogs learning to read poetry, buds in the sky, and anthropomarginalization.  We fretted over our place in the sun, slid down the Fairview slippery slope, and heard a poem about everyone’s favourite topic – a skin condition.

Our feature poet was Gillian Jerome, reading walking poems from her new book Never the Less; she dedicated her reading to the women of Iran walking in protest against the “moral police.”  Jerome’s carefully crafted images tickled the senses. The image of blueberries held in shirts contrasted with first blood on underwear.  There were coyotes, crowns of peonies and a viaduct through the historical Hogan’s Alley.  We heard the sound of things dying and splitting open. We experienced the loneliness of the skunk cabbage and we saw Rita Wong, singing through her arrest for protesting the Trans Mountain Pipeline.  There was even a penis shaped like an ampersand – now there’s an image that might keep you up at night.

To cap off the night, we had a poem that was written during the reading and a poem about a father with a “smile as brilliant as the Sicilian sky”.  For all the people who attended, thank you for making the evening a success.  For the rest of you, see you the third Wednesday in October!

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