I used Google translate to translate your comment so I apologize for any errors on my part. Poets can participate in the marathon in any language. We host it every summer and will announce the 2021 Marathon date in February.

So much of this is wonderful, but my favourite part has to be this moment:

When I was a child, how did I move

so lightly from the transom to the dinghy,

from dinghy to the rocky shore

without getting wet at all? The Summer

I lived in Vancouver with an ear virus

and couldn’t stand up at all. What?

Resilience is t…[Read more]

Nancy Pagh is Wonderful!

Oh, this is brilliant and surprising and also so much fun!

This is just perfection!

This is wonderful, the way you start with food and practical items and transition to books is so wonderfully done.

Oh this is wonderful. Such a city baby poem, I love the way the causes of fuss are eliminated and questioned. But that ending is what really inspires.

I love the way this poems moves and shifts in surprising and wonderful ways.

I love so much of this. Particularly “grammar nazis must not like this new writing style.

Harder to decipher.

a puzzle

that can be interpreted in many different ways

Will writing academic papers go out of style?”

This is so good. I love when I’m surprised by how the prompt plays out. The opening is very strong.

Such a great tribute to her.

This is wonderful. I love that opening cottage of angst, and the marching tree, the way that we all turn into fireflies. Chilling, but also somehow not.

I love how you use his spelling here, and his language. The end is so well executed.

I love this poem. The way it builds is surprising. I love how there’s humour here in parts. I particularly love

“We four receded from being a group and
stretched along the trail after descending
from the high altitude pass

Perhaps, it was calorie depletion
or oxygen depletion or
too many Ovid stories “

There’s so many brilliant lines here, but it’s the poem as a whole that shines in the way it transitions, shifts, and grows.

There’s so many parts of this poem that are great and really capture the experience of flying but my favourite part has to be this one
“Call me cranky, call me crazy privilege girl

but we’ve never met, and I’m sure I don’t

want to sleep crushed close to you.”

I love this! Such a good use of the form. Playful in all the right ways.

Powerful, upsetting but in the right, stick with your bones way.

Such a good and surprising Bop. I love this whole series of reading in a time of Plague.

The way this builds is so effective. At first it seems simple, but it’s deceptively so, the further I read, the more I am captured by the repetition and ideas.

That ending! A brilliant gut punch.