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What If They Lived?
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|March 16, 2011

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They were the big screen royalty that left us too soon - the brilliantly talented icons whose premature deaths continue to fill the hearts of movie lovers with rue and pain. From Robert Harron and Rudolph Valentino of the silent era to Heath Ledger and Natasha…
Killdeer: essay-poems
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|May 30, 2011

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WINNER OF THE 75th GOVERNOR GENERAL'S LITERARY AWARD FOR POETRY WINNER OF THE 25th TRILLIUM BOOK PRIZE WINNER OF AN ALCUIN AWARD FOR DESIGN SHORTLISTED FOR THE GRIFFIN POETRY PRIZE These are poems of critical thought that have been influenced by old fiddle…
The Weirdest Movie Ever Made: The Patterson-Gimlin Bigfoot Film (hardback)

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On October 20, 1967, Roger Patterson and Bob Gimlin emerged from a forest in Northern California with 59 seconds of grainy, shaky, silent 16mm film that supposedly offered documentary evidence of the Sasquatch, a creature of Native American folklore. Although…
In Search of Lost Films (hardback)
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|May 25, 2016

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Conjugation
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|March 2, 2016

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I am sitting outside at dawn on Otty Lake, where I live, in the woods. The light is coming over the trees, and each morning the poem is written as if right while it is being read. A rough immediacy. Gap & Hum. Caesura. Syllables as musical notes. The lyric…
Killdeer
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|October 26, 2015

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Le pluvier kildir est un oiseau des champs qui, par ses cris et en imitant le vol d'un oiseau blessé, s'acharne à détourner les prédateurs du nid où nichent ses petits. Son nom latin, charadrius vociferus, «?charade vociférante?» décrit le ton de son appel,…
Guthrie Clothing: The Poetry of Phil Hall, a Selected Collage

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Increasingly known as the “poet’s poet,” Governor General’s Award–winner Phil Hall has long been a constructor of intricate sequences, collecting and arranging lines and phrases, artifacts, and small revelations. He writes on…
The Greatest Bad Movies Of All Time
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|July 4, 2013

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These are the films that inspire wonder-you are left wondering how seemingly intelligent people could gather together and spend money to create such bizarre productions. From A-list atrocities to Grade-Z zaniness, 100 of the most wonderfully warped anti-classics…
The Small Nouns Crying Faith
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|May 1, 2013

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The first word in this new collection by Phil Hall is "verb" and the last word is "blurtip." Between these, many nouns cry out their faith within a hookless frameworkÊthat sings in chorus while undermining such standard forms & tropes as "the memoir," "genealogy"…
The History Of Independent Cinema
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|April 29, 2009

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From the flickering silent images of the nickelodeon to the roaring vibrancy of today's digital video productions, independent cinema has always challenged the way films are created, released and viewed. The History of Independent Cinema presents an…
White Porcupine
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|September 15, 2007

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Two porcupines walk into a bar. No, wait. One porcupine walks into a bar. Well, actually, it's a poet. And he walks into a library. He opens books and shakes them until they look like porcupines dancing. He is looking for old photos to eat. He likes the salt…
Trouble Sleeping
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|October 16, 2000

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"If only my cousin had kept off me, kept out of me his brown fly-strop glue, his shot dog-eye cream. Afterwards, he would comb my hair to a wet Elvis point between my eyes and warn me what his wolves would do to me, and where I'd be sent, if I ever told." This…
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