I’m writing this poem for you
so quickly it is like a hostage
photographed with today’s newspaper.

April is National Poetry Month. With so much wonderful activity going on, it’s a good time to be a poetry lover in these here parts. My little contribution to the month is a poem about the joy of receiving a particularly good poem by email. So, don’t forget: send your friends and lovers a poem this month!

Find a review of Marcus McCann’s reading in Hamilton, with fellow poets Christine McNair and Andrew Faulkner, and others, here.

“[McCann] pushed on with quirkier focuses, including receiving random penis photos from strangers, frustrations with the ‘chance of sun/rain/cloudiness’ pictogram – the sort of material comedians look for. The ultimate highlight for me was hearing McCann tackle some poems from Labradoodle, An Essay on David McGimpsey (above/ground press), one of my favourite chapbooks from last year.”