This poem reminds me of the on and off dialog I have been having with a Canadian poet who is down on post-modernism because much of it is: “gibberish” in his view, but whose own work is clichéd and sentimental. How would one translate whale speak into a poem. It probably would not rhyme. More Salish art here.
Alive Alice Glover Interview
The 2022 fest is winding down and registration for 2023 begins on September 1. A new postcard poet saw my stash here...
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