PEACE BE UPON YOU DAVOS: ANTHOLOGY OF WORLD PEACE POETRY The first thing we cannot afford to ignore while reading and fathoming the poetry anthology, “Peace Be Upon You Davos”, is to give credit to Siti Ruqaiyah Hashim as an editor as well as the translator of poems that saw the collection of peace poemsContinue reading “Peace Be Upon You Davos. A review by Ahmad Salleh bin H. Ahmad”
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Waiting. Memoir by Jessica Penner
Waiting July 2017 It is hour 30 of a 48-hour ambulatory EEG. The sun has unveiled herself after a brief flash of rain, and the few birds that I can hear over Fordham Road’s late-afternoon cacophony of horns and sirens are madly chirping. Seated on my red velvet futon, surrounded by dejected pillows and unopenedContinue reading “Waiting. Memoir by Jessica Penner”
Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites. Memoir by Franca Mancinelli, translated by John Taylor
Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites This space that I see slowly opening up between the roofs of the houses, between walls dividing one intimacy from another, one property from another, tiny gardens from the concrete, takes on a definite shape with its pleasing imperfect geometry as might be drawn by a child’sContinue reading “Piazza XX Settembre — Fano: Following the Ammonites. Memoir by Franca Mancinelli, translated by John Taylor”
Paranoid Musings in the Land of the Lotus Eaters. Memoir by Irena Karafilly
PARANOID MUSINGS IN THE LAND OF THE LOTUS EATERS To begin with, a word of advice: If you’re thinking of travelling to North Africa, do not read Paul Bowles! I knew nothing about the Tunisian island of Djerba, except its being a mecca for European sun worshippers. It was February and I needed rest and sunshine. I madeContinue reading “Paranoid Musings in the Land of the Lotus Eaters. Memoir by Irena Karafilly”
Examining HBO’s Lovecraft Country. Essay by Olga Stein
Lovecraft Country: Monsters in America Embarking on a review of Lovecraft Country, an HBO series currently trending on Crave, is, I suspect, either like coming to a celebration late, having missed all of the excellent tributes, or it’s like arriving in time to hear a great keynote speech and realizing that something can yet beContinue reading “Examining HBO’s Lovecraft Country. Essay by Olga Stein”
Twitter Thread on the American Election by Patrick Gathara
Thanks to Dr. Alexandra Guerson from the University of Toronto who directed me to this “brilliant thread by a Kenyan journalist, @gathara, covering the American elections using the same language American media uses to cover elections in African countries”. ~ Sylvia Petter, Contributing Editor of Fiction (and satire), WordCity Monthly Twitter thread by Patrick GatharaContinue reading “Twitter Thread on the American Election by Patrick Gathara”
Antje Stehn: a WordCity Gallery
Eggs inside eggs When I talk to poet, artist and curator Antje Stehn, we are seven hours apart, her in Italy and me in Canada’s Northern Rocky Mountains, speaking on WhatsApp. I can hear my own voice as an echo. But other than that, things couldn’t be more clear: Antje is a creative visionary,Continue reading “Antje Stehn: a WordCity Gallery”
WordCity Literary Journal. October 2020 Issue 2
Letter from the Editor: Darcie Friesen Hossack On my desk is a copy of D-L Nelson’s coat hangers & knitting needles, Tragedies of Abortion in America Before Roe v. Wade. The book is heavy for its size—not for the weight of its bindings—and has been accompanying me from room to room since it arrived hereContinue reading “WordCity Literary Journal. October 2020 Issue 2”
Conversation with a Painting. Fiction by Nightingale Jennings
Conversation with a Painting A long frame, 90 x 40 inches, is suspended from just below the ceiling at the far right-hand corner of the living room. The colours match the pastel background of a painting on thin canvas. It is an overwhelming montage of an entire city under construction. Walattaa’s eyes zone in andContinue reading “Conversation with a Painting. Fiction by Nightingale Jennings”
Poetry by Clara Burghelea
7th St, Garden City, Starbucks Jeans and turtleneck, then lick cappuccino froth off a plastic lid. Watch the slick man by the door, cigarette hanging from pouting lips. Bask in the indulgence of a warm pretzel. Milk teeth clouds and a glitter sun glued to his hair. Mulch moist to instruct the senses. At theContinue reading “Poetry by Clara Burghelea”
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