Sarah Wolfson

So grateful to have a poem forthcoming in Best Canadian Poetry. Thank you to @thewalrus.ca for first publishing “And Then Came the Day” and to guest editor @tolu.ca for selecting it for this anthology.

Lucille Clifton, from My Soul Looks Back, 'Less I Forget: A Collection of Quotations by People of Color (1993)

Still waiting for the second print run of our summer disability issue to arrive in The Fiddlehead office. Copies remain available in the wild, though, like these ones at the Manulife Centre in downtown Toronto. @fiddlehd.bsky.social

I like “it’s a doggy dog world” tho

Today we are celebrating Daniel Schonning, the 2026 Montreal Poetry Prize Winner! Please head to our website to read his phenomenal poem “Tallow” Congratulations Daniel!

Technically, a dictionary is a book of spells.

Chase Twichell

Hello Tuesday. 🖼️ Edward Gorey

we don't have a #BirdOfTheDay with little legs, but we do have this comparable sheep for your consideration

Contemplating whether to change the word “pest” to “beast” before you’ve finished your first coffee is among the great pleasures of being a poet.

Big news week in the small town where I grew up.

So many poets I admire in this issue!

To choose is to erase. Michael Prior, from Shadows Under the Trees (2026) @knifeforkbook.bsky.social

Goodnight. Three Women and Three Wolves, Grasset, 1892. #Gothtober

Micro-season: mid-October Simpsons clouds.

Pro tip: if you take teenaged boys to the bowling alley, the guy behind the shoe counter will spray out their street shoes with an almost industrial-grade scented spray bottle. (I tipped him. A lot.)

Such a pleasure to have briefly shared a classroom with Dr. Patricia Akhimie, the brilliant poet and scholar who became the curator of this exhibit.

The first of two new poems in the fall issue of @eventmags.bsky.social, this one an elegy for a childhood friend. Thanks to @raoulfernandes.bsky.social and all involved for welcoming my work.

Congratulations to Sarah Wolfson, course lecturer at the McGill Writing Centre, whose poem has been selected for inclusion in the Best Canadian Poetry 2027. Read Wolfson's poem, "And Then Came the Day" here: thewalrus.ca/and-then-cam...

Thrilled and honoured to be a finalist for the A. M. Klein Prize for Poetry.

Did you know that there are many collective nouns for penguins? They can for example be a ‘waddle’ on land, or a ‘raft’ in the water. I’ve written about a few of my favourites here. Let me know yours!

we fear it is almost inevitable

Moby-Dick is like if the Ancient Mariner had a podcast

Happy pub day to Bureau of Useless Splendour by Chris Banks! Banks lets his imagination roam across the science of DNA sequencing, internet memes, space-time physics, Canadian nationalism, even reimagined fortune cookie “fortunes” in this collection of poetry. ecwpress.com/collections/...

“let less happen,” “withdraw your grandeur.” This is one of my absolute fave poems of an absolute fave poet of mine.

Just got word that our Disability: The Revolution issue has sold out and that we'll be doing a second print run! This has happened only once before in the magazine's 81 year history. So proud to have played a part in bringing this to our readers.

So lovely to read poems in the Haskell Library & Opera House yesterday. The historical building straddles the line between Canada and the US — where Stanstead, QC meets Derby Line, VT. I loved connecting with poets from both sides of the border. Gratitude to Stanstead Arts & organizer Derek Webster.

The recording of our Issue 308 Disability: The Revolution Virtual Launch is now available to watch on our YouTube! www.youtube.com/playlist?lis...

Anne Carson's "Short Talk on Gertrude Stein About 9:30" as it appeared in Open Field: 30 Contemporary Canadian Poets (2005)

A genius. A poet. A woman. A translator. A Canadian. An icon.

A fantastic choice! I once sat across from her at a dinner in her honor and it was too wide a table for us to actually converse so we just shot each other knowing looks as we ignored the people to either side of us. It was one of the best one night relationships I've ever had.

two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry but why did they not diverge straight into the galleries of The Museum of English Rural Life

Looking forward to reading at this event with poets from both sides of the border.

Next Saturday! Do come out if you are in the vicinity on either side of the border! Looking forward to hearing @sarahwolfson.bsky.social and @ringtales.blacksky.app and so many more!

Today in class, I heard myself compare a particular poem’s movement to the tiki-taka style of soccer (an unhinged overreach). Tried to save face by turning the moment into a lesson on metaphor as an act of inquiry, which I think is from Mark Doty. Unclear this worked. 🤣🫣🤷🏻‍♀️⚽️

“Revision is just hanging around with the poem.” — Marianne Boruch, in tonight’s wise, poignant, often laugh-out-loud funny 2026 Jackson Poetry Prize Reading

Suddenly: aster and yellow trees.

you hear the word loaded / and a sensory constellation / is lit The Thomas Lux poem I keep coming back to

Need an afternoon reset? Pause for some poetry and read Kateri Lanthier's “Severed”: https://thewalrus.ca/severed/

New on the EVENT Blog 🌸 Read an excerpt of "Because" by Sarah Wolfson SARAH WOLFSON is the author of A Common Name for Everything (Green Writers Press, 2019), which won the A.M. Klein Prize for Poetry. www.eventmagazine.ca/2026/09/poet...

Donald Hall, born on this day in 1928

The needfulness of this event seems to grow with every passing day, though even in less fraught times such events should happen more often. 🇨🇦

Just taped for the BBC on this fascinating set of observations in humpback whales. I argued that yes we should strongly consider maternal love + grief here, based on what the researchers report--and on what we know abt animals' emotions. #whales #cetaceans #grief #animalgrief #deathstudies #nature

Edward Hopper “Morning Sun” Oil on Canvas

Occasional reminder that pedagogy should be eccentric and calibrated to the uniquely bizarre access you have managed to cobble together in order to crack open a complicated form of understanding.

rip annie dillard