Friday, 20 July 2018

Evelyn C. White reflects on a visit to the Black Loyalist Heritage Centre in Birchtown. “The full sweep of my thoughts on the matter have yet to unfold. But I believe that everything happens for a reason; that in a province burdened with horrific racial strife, the stark shadow of a pit “house” against the recent burst of hipster eateries in Halifax is worthy of examination. There is merit in the enterprise.”

Cash-for-Gold, a stunningly beautiful poem by Tammy Armstrong, is the second of eight poems we will publish during the remainder of the year, selected as a result of the call for poems we issued a while ago.