Glasses, glasses is the only drinking; and for thy walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the Prodigal, or the German hunting in waterwork, is worth a thousand of these bed-hangers and these fly-bitten tapestries.

Henry IV, Part 2


Named for medieval marginalia of grotesque figures, Drolleries is my second manuscript of poems in-progress, funded by a Saskatchewan Arts Board grant and a Marian Hebb Research Grant. Drolleries explores the spells we fall under–the enchantments of romantic relationships, the captivation of artwork, and the seductions of power.

Poems in this collection have been published or are forthcoming in: The Fiddlehead, Prism International, BOAAT, Prelude, Poetry Is Dead, Green Mountains Review, Witch Craft Magazine, The Walrus, The Puritan, Carousel, Vallum, Canadian Literature, This Magazine, Riddle Fence,  Day One, Grain, CV2, Room, Taddle Creek, The Humber Literary Review, Numero Cinq, ARC, untethered and The Nashwaak Review.