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Gillian Sze

In the middle of the night,I wake without breath              and write my name over and over again                            to keep myself from disappearing. —  Gillian Sze, from “Located,” The Anatomy of Clay. (ECW Press April 1, 2011)

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Jan Zwicky

D is the tailor who sewed the note I shall always love you into the hem of the village belle’s wedding dress, a note not discovered until ten years later in New York where, poor and abandoned, she was ripping up the skirt for curtains, and he came, and he married her. — Jan Zwicky,… Continue reading Jan Zwicky

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Anne Michaels

The Weight of Oranges My cup’s the same sand colour as bread. Rain’s the same colour of a building across the street, its torn red dahlias and ruined a book propped on the sill. Rain articulates the skins of everything, pink of bricks from the fire they baked in, lizard green leaves, the wrinkled tongues… Continue reading Anne Michaels

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Anne Carson

Eros is an issue of boundaries. He exists because certain boundaries do. In the interval between reach and grasp, between glance and counterglance, between ‘I love you’ and ‘I love you too,’ the absent presence of desire comes alive. But the boundaries of time and glance and I love you are only aftershocks of the… Continue reading Anne Carson

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