Month: January 2012

  • Poem: Sunday Afternoon Croquet

    Poem: Sunday Afternoon Croquet

    Hear this poem read by its author, Nyla Matuk: [audio:issuetwo/nyla.mp3] Sunday Afternoon Croquet Trinity Bellwoods Park I feel like a mad Roman emperor with a history of failures at miniature golf. I’ll play at being truly imperious, a Pimm’s-sipping sundowner in a striped sweater with the entitlement to be that individual, who can dismiss Torremolinos…

  • Chris Stevens on Alice for the iPad, Book Apps, and Toronto: a Q & A

    Chris Stevens on Alice for the iPad, Book Apps, and Toronto: a Q & A

    TRB: Released in the spring of 2010, Alice for the iPad became a huge, Oprah-featured hit that is credited with convincing reading publics of how book apps could be even more fun and engaging than paper books. How many times has Alice been downloaded by now? Were you surprised by its reception? How have traditional…

  • Beautiful Agony: The Online Amateur’s Authentic Orgasm

    Beautiful Agony: The Online Amateur’s Authentic Orgasm

    A woman’s head appears as she lies down directly below the camera, filling the frame with her face and shoulders. She stares into the lens as she adjusts herself, and we hear the sound of her unbuckling and unzipping her pants. We see her shoulders and upper body tense up as she begins to touch…

  • Donna-Michelle St. Bernard’s Gas Girls

    Donna-Michelle St. Bernard’s Gas Girls

    For this piece, Will Goldbloom, a theatre historian, and Zack Russell, a theatre artist, read Donna-Michelle St. Bernard’s Gas Girls, published in 2011 by Playwrights Canada Press. They wrote up their thoughts separately, then the TRB recorded their first conversation about the play. Listen to their discussion: [audio: issuetwo/willzack.mp3] WILL: “Love for gas, gas for…

  • Poem: Blessed Cotillion

    Poem: Blessed Cotillion

    That grocery store he went to for a can-a-corn and maybe bread flashed right into a blessed cotillion and mister m turned to a produce boy just about fifteen years surprised (talking like a distant cousin) turned and said “excuse my frankness, but I have been removed.” Dropping that can from three of his weary…