Join us on JUNE 2 at 3pm for the second of our Spring 2013 launches. Start your summer reading list with some new books by a wonderful line-up of writers!
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Books will be available care of Ben McNally Books, and light refreshments will be served. The event is open to the public. See you there!
WHERE THE SUN SHINES BEST by Austin Clarke
Three Canadian soldiers awaiting deployment to Afghanistan beat a homeless man to death on the steps of their armoury after a night of heavy drinking. The poet, whose downtown Toronto home overlooks the armoury and surrounding park, describes the crime, its perpetrators, the victim, and a cast of homeless witnesses that includes the woman, a prostitute, who first alerts police. The subsequent trial evokes reflection on the immigrant experience the poet shares with one of the accused, and on the agony of that young soldier’s mother. From Kandahar to Bridgetown to Mississauga, Ontario, Where the Sun Shines Best encompasses a tragedy of epic scope, a lyrical meditation on poverty, racism and war, and a powerful indictment of the ravages of imperialism.
TWO LETTERS…AND COUNTING! by Tony Nardi
This is a book that needs to be on the minds of everyone in film, television, and theatre in Canada. Tony Nardi’s biting, thought-provoking, insightful commentary on the state of these arts is anything but suppressive. Rather, he directly and blatantly challenges the industry and its mores, attitudes, and perceptions without restraint, leaving no stone unturned. But it’s not only dark – ultimately, TWO LETTERS…And Counting! reflects a desire to see a change, and, in Tony’s words, to see more Canadian actors striving to raise the bar, rather than remaining silently complicit in the steady stream of offensive, outdated and mediocre material that is routinely produced for Canadian audiences.
THE WOMAN WHO DRANK HER OWN REFLECTION by Louise McKinney
A sense of place has always dominated Louise McKinney’s writing life. This poetry collection represents the best of her poetry written from the early 1980s to now. More than depicting mere geographical adventuring, this work expresses the poet’s personal vision and emphasizes the importance of living out one’s potential. This emotional journey may include the necessity of leaving something, of passing through wild and dark places in the shadow self. It may also mean becoming a different person, or persons. Sometimes inner and outer landscape merge. Always there is the hope of arriving at a place of triumphant joy where real meaning is found and love of sovereign self resides. Frequently McKinney’s subject is the natural world and her deep reverence for it.
HUMAN PRESENCES AND POSSIBLE FUTURES: SELECTED POEMS by Richard Dickson, translated by Jo-Anne Elder
This bilingual collection of poetry is a selection of award-winning Franco-Ontarian poet Robert Dickson’s various collections of poetry, including his Governor- General Award winning Humains paysages en temps de paix relative (Human Landscapes in Times of Relative Peace).
THE STALINIST’S WIFE by France Théoret, translated by Luise von Flotow
Louise Aubert leaves Mathieu Lord when he joins the Stalinist party. Fifteen years later, she writes a letter in which she dares express her vision of their common history, marked by authoritarianism, mental cruelty and the absence of sharing in the name of love. In the story that follows this letter, Louise recalls each sequence of her break with Mathieu and exposes the duplicity of the intellectual avant-garde. She also describes how she re-entered society freed from censorship and how she finds the inner strength to speak the truth. La Femme du stalinien is the final novel of a trilogy that includes L’Homme qui peignait Staline  and Les Apparatchiks vont à la mer Noire 
HERE AND NOT ELSEWHERE: SELECTED POEMS by Pietro de Marchi, translated by Marco Sonzogni
De Marchi’s is a poetry of suspended time, where nothing interferes with a world that seems intent on listening to itself, with no material concerns; where the soul seems to expand into all that we look at and are looked by, in a sort of strange holiday.