This afternoon. Poets. Friends. Alice Burdick. Kirby. Laughter. Joy. knife | fork | book Photos: KIRBY
Category: reading
Grateful for voices in/against the dark last night @knifeforkbook, for their “social forces, like a woman using a staircase.” The energies of that space and those poets are food for the weekend… — brandy ryan (@bonthebrink) April 14, 2018 “I’m on my way to see Daphne Marlatt read at @knifeforkbook,” This opening line will remain […]
JOHN STINTZI “TO BE BESIDE ONESELF” from THE MACHETE TOURIST (knife | fork | book, 2018) Shop KFB
k | f | b THIS FRIDAY + SATURDAY “Intertidal is the breathtaking shoreline of forty years of poetic practice. Daphne Marlatt has, more than any other Canadian poet, sustained an osmosis with poetic language that is profound in its attention to the literal and the littoral. Her perception of the adjacency of words and syllables […]
Last night’s wondrous National PoMo kickoff with Book*hug poets LIZ WORTH and JULIE MORRISSY reading in the salon. knife | fork | book
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"A Story from Easter: He Has Risen", by Joanne Kyger #poetry #kyger pic.twitter.com/OZAETqMIaa — Hoa Nguyen (@peacehearty) April 1, 2018
Oh, that You would enter my heart” * k | f | b FRIDAYS | THIS FRIDAY SAM CHEUK | JULIE MORRISSY | LIZ WORTH FRIDAY APRIL 6TH knife | fork | book at The Dark Side Studio, 244 Augusta Avenue, Second Floor (walk-up above Bunner’s Bakery) Doors 6:30 Poetry 7-ish Wear socks (we’re shoeless). […]
KFB 2018 SPRING LAUNCH w/ new chapbooks by LAUREN TURNER WE’RE NOT GOING TO DO BETTER NEXT TIME, JOHN STINTZI THE MACHETE TOURIST, ROXANNA BENNETT UNSEEN GARDEN, and our first broadside from DALE SMITH SONS. A glorious occasion. knife | fork | book IN STORES & ONLINE NOW Photos: TORBEN ROBERTSON
“I had to convince myself that I was worthy of having a voice.” -Tommy Pico #nals2018 pic.twitter.com/EavmSnZs0d — Native American Lit (@NALSymposium) March 25, 2018 "Poets need to live where others don't care to look, and they needto do this because if they don't they can't sing to us of all the secret and public […]
