The sweat

The poem that does not eliminate the effort or labour from the writing. The poem that makes difficulty visible. The untidy poem. The apparently struggling poem. The Sick Woman poem. The poem that does not hide its poet because that poet is always there, just behind the curtain. The poems that risk being a try-hard, a killjoy, a slow learner, an angry [whatever]. Poems that risk needing a shower. The poem that has struggled into being, sweating, shaking. The poem that lets us see—forces us to see—the sweat.

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“Let Them See You Sweat” – the latest issue of Poetry Is Dead, is almost here! Join co-guest-editors Sachiko Murakami and Sonnet L’Abbé as they introduce some of the wonderful writers who appear in the issue.

POETRY IS DEAD
ISSUE 15: LET THEM SEE YOU SWEAT
LAUNCH
MONDAY JUNE 5TH

knife | fork | book
at Rick’s Cafe | 281 Augusta Avenue | Kensington Market | Toronto

Doors 6:30  Poetry 7-ish