One Malignant SpiritLike waves on the oceanthey crest and roll past,always another in their wake,tragic echoes of a timeless truth:just one malignant spirit in power is needed, lusting to warp the world around hallucination, each name a poisonous desecration that will not be written here,just one clawing at all and sundry to draw in andContinue reading “One Malignant Spirit. A poem by Jennifer Wenn”
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Rewriting Feminisms: Trans Women Poets from the League of Canadian Poets
From WCLJ Managing Editor, Darcie Friesen Hossack: Trigger Warning for introduction: violence against trans community In April of this year, during National Poetry Month, I was invited to Rewriting Feminisms: Trans Women Poetry Reading. Generously funded by the Canada Council for the Arts and the League of Canadian Poets, the event showcased the work ofContinue reading “Rewriting Feminisms: Trans Women Poets from the League of Canadian Poets”
Call for Open-Mic Readers: Trans Women Poetry Reading (21 April, 8 pm, on Zoom)
To celebrate Canadian trans women poets’ work and creativity, the Feminist Caucus (FC) of the League of Canadian Poets will feature poets Trish Salah and Jennifer Wenn during April, the National Poetry Month. The event will include poetry readings and a short panel, followed by a dialogue with the audience. To support all emerging andContinue reading “Call for Open-Mic Readers: Trans Women Poetry Reading (21 April, 8 pm, on Zoom)”
Crossing Lines. a poem by Jennifer Wenn
Crossing Lines I am a transperson, and thus, for some have crossed a line, become an unwanted, disruptive element crashing the party of their comfortable psyches. It was not always thus, so long as my male avatar soldiered on, so long as my female truth remained bound and gagged, they were not disturbed. But thisContinue reading “Crossing Lines. a poem by Jennifer Wenn“
The Ballad of Margaret Murphy. A poem by Jennifer Wenn
The Ballad of Margaret Murphy The spring of another century, an ancient land cherished and cared for by First Nations now flooded by waves of settlers from an ocean away and beyond, British, Irish and more, all escaping and searching. Upper Canada in the newcomers’ parlance, cradled by the Great Lakes, the budding towns, villagesContinue reading “The Ballad of Margaret Murphy. A poem by Jennifer Wenn”
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