This Wasn't the Day I Fell in Love with Montreal, by Laura Pellerine
Who would do that in any other city? I thought happily. It seemed promising—but this wasn’t the day I fell in love with the city.
Who would do that in any other city? I thought happily. It seemed promising—but this wasn’t the day I fell in love with the city.
Dennis Johnson of Melville House Books, who sees himself as an outsider, is critical of the mainstream of American publishing. He's one of the more original voices in contemporary publishing.
The real poetry happening on this continent? The playoffs.
I’ve reached the point where I will forgive an opera almost anything if the music is beautiful enough and there are one or two spectacular singers. Which is very much the case here, not only with Soprano Hiromi Omura’s Leonora, who has the entire audience in the palm of her hand, but also with the darker figure of Azucena, sung by the thrilling Italian mezzo Laura Brioli.
