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A review of Line Dance. Apparently I have a sense of humour. Who knew?

Here's the first review I've seen of Line Dance, the collection of poems that resulted from...well, I'll let the reviewer explain, because I'm tired of typing various versions of this: Each weekday during Poetry Month in April, Hill [Poet Laureate Gerald Hill] e-mailed SK Writers’ Guild members a pair of first lines he’d selected from SK poetry books and invited folks to respond with poems of their own. Some, like professionals Brenda Schmidt and Ed Willett, sent poems every day. In the end, almost 500 pieces were submitted, and SK writing veteran-turned publisher, Byrna Barclay, bound what editor Hill deemed the best into a handsome package, featuring Saskatchewanian David ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 12:51, November 6th, 2016 under Blog, Books, Poetry | Comment now »

Hear me read a Hallowe’eny poem

Looking for something both poetic and Hallowe'eny? (And who isn't?) The Science Fiction Poetry Association has a page of audio files of SFPA members reading their Hallowe'en-related poems--and it includes a file of me reading "He Really Should Have Written," one of the poems I wrote for Poet Laureate Gerald Hill's "First Lines" project back in April. A shorter version of this poem appears in the new First Lines anthology published by Burton House Books, which launches November 24 at McNally Robinson in Saskatoon (I'll remind you, don't worry.) Here's my audio file, although I urge you to over to SFPA and listen to them all! The image above is a ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 11:17, October 20th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: The Tale of Old Bill from the Ship “Cactus Hills”

The final poem of Poetry Month based on first lines provided by Poet Laureate Gerald Hill to members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild every April weekday, with the challenge to respond to them in some way in new work. I chose to incorporate them into new science fiction/fantasy/horror poems. I've really enjoyed the process, and am already thinking about turning them into an illustrated collection. All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; He Really ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 11:20, May 1st, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: The Labyrinth of Regret

I wasn't able to post this yesterday, but this is actually yesterday's poem from first lines provided the day before that by Gerald Hill, Poet Laureate of Saskatchewan, to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild. Just one more poem to go! It's been a blast incorporating these random lines of Saskatchewan poetry into new science fiction/fantasy/horror poems. I hope you've enjoyed reading them. All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; He Really Should ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 7:18, April 30th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: The Only Child

Today's poem, from first lines provided yesterday by Poet Laureate Gerald Hill to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild. He's doing this every weekday for the month of April, and I've been incorporating each pair of lines into a new science fiction/fantasy/horror poem All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; He Really Should Have Written; Saving My Brother's Life; Dammit, I'm a Doctor, Not an Entree; Slime is Thicker Than BloodThe ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 7:10, April 28th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: The Gathering of Stones

Today's fantasy (or maybe horror?) poem incorporating the first lines sent out yesterday by Saskatchewan Poet Laureate Gerald Hill to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild. All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; He Really Should Have Written; Saving My Brother's Life; Dammit, I'm a Doctor, Not an Entree; Slime is Thicker Than Blood; The Maharajah of Mossbank; The Only Child; The Labyrinth of RegretThe Tale of Old Bill ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 12:03, April 27th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: Slime is Thicker than Blood

Today's poem, from Friday's first lines provided by Poet Laureate Gerald Hill to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild every weekday during the month of April. The challenge is to use the lines in a poem or use them as the springboard to a new poem. I've chosen as my personal challenge to use the lines in a poem, but not just any poem: a science fiction/fantasy/horror poem. All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 10:57, April 25th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: Saving My Brother’s Life

Here's today's poem in this epic month of sf/fantasy poetry, all of it created using as starting points the two lines of published poetry by Saskatchewan poets sent out each weekday to members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild by Saskatchewan Poet Laureate Gerald Hill! All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; He Really Should Have Written; Dammit, I'm a Doctor, Not an Entree; Slime is Thicker Than Blood; The Maharajah of Mossbank; ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 16:57, April 21st, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: He Really Should Have Written

Today's poem from first lines provided by Poet Laureate Gerald Hill yesterday to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild. I'm really having a blast with these. Today's was particularly fun. All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; There’s Nothing Artificial About Love; Saving My Brother's Life; Dammit, I'm a Doctor, Not an EntreeSlime is Thicker than Blood; The Maharajah of Mossbank; The Gathering of Stones; The Only Child; The Labyrinth of RegretThe Tale of ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 17:47, April 20th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »

Poetry month poetry: There’s Nothing Artificial About Love

Today's poem from the "first lines" provided by Saskatchewan Poet Laureate Gerald Hill to all members of the Saskatchewan Writers Guild on April 18, part of a month-long Poetry Month event. Just a couple of more weeks to go! All the other poems: I Tumble Through the Diamond Dust; Virtuality; This is the Way the World Ends; The Last Thing Your Lips Touched; Facing the Silence; The Telling; Saint Billy; I Remember His Eyes; His Body Knows; Emily Alison Atkinson Finds God; I Will Ride Off the Horizon; He Really Should Have Written; Saving My Brother's Life; Dammit, I'm a Doctor, Not an EntreeSlime is Thicker than Blood; The Maharajah of Mossbank; The Gathering of Stones; The Only Child; ...

Posted by Edward Willett at 16:36, April 19th, 2016 under Blog, Poetry, Writing and Editing | Comment now »