My Mother Did Not Tell Stories

My Mother Did Not Tell Stories

Though Laurie Kruk’s latest book of poems, My Mother Did Not Tell Stories, possesses an ambivalent title – storytelling either as a way of transferring lore around a kitchen table, or as a euphemism for lying – her poetry steers clear of added or extended meanings....
Bite Down Little Whisper

Bite Down Little Whisper

It is fortuitous that I began reading a book on quantum theory while reviewing this book. A poet like Don Domanski bears his words well enough, yet he steers us in the direction of the primordial soup. Not that his soup of words and physics isn’t glorious and radiant,...
Mr. Jones

Mr. Jones

Margaret Sweatman’s fifth novel, Mr. Jones, is an atmospheric tour-de-force. The winner of the most recent Margaret Laurence Award for Fiction, Mr. Jones employs the conventions of a Cold War spy novel, engaging the big questions characteristic of the genre: loyalty,...
The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems

The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems

There is such density in Tomas Tranströmer’s poetry, and such a wide range of images and concerns. It may be best to focus on several representative selections from different poems in this fine collection of his poetry and prose from 1954 to 2004, a half century of...
The Opening Sky

The Opening Sky

As I read Reading by Lightning, Joan Thomas’s first novel, I felt grateful to my parents’ generation for breaking ties with religious fundamentalism. As I read her second novel, Curiosity, I thought about feminist historians and the novelist’s gift for detail – that...
Leaving Tomorrow

Leaving Tomorrow

Aptly, the cautionary epigraph from Ecclesiastes (12:12) with which David Bergen frames this, his most explicit and richest inquiry to date into the fraught relations among living, reading and writing, love and lust, mind and body and human being, advises both the...