Ariel Gordon is superbly, supremely, a poet of the body. She finds words for the physicality of the forest, of the garden, of pregnancy. Hump speaks the erotics of being alive and being in love with being alive. — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
Ariel Gordon is superbly, supremely, a poet of the body. She finds words for the physicality of the forest, of the garden, of pregnancy.… — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
“A loose generalization would have it that creation and destruction go hand in hand. But my destruction takes the form of trying to make… — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
“Without writing, I sometimes suspect there would be no such thing as love.” — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
George Bowering doesn’t play fair. Baseball Love is so good there is no memoir in the league that can go up against it. Bowering… — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
“If we have nothing to write about but nothing to write about, then that is what we have to write about.” — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
To approach the badlands is to find a gap in the known and expected world. — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
“We can only re-tell stories; we attempt, in doing so, to tell new stories. Is there a way out of this bind? I think… — Robert Kroetsch Copy Share Image
