Ariadne’s Notes, The World Poetry Café Radio Show with hosts Ariadne Sawyer and Una Bruhn proudly presented the talented poet Myna Wallin in a special radio program Tuesday night , February 3rd. Also featured was a phone in by tech Israel Mota, Creativity Rocks by Ariadne Sawyer and music by Rene Hugo Sánchez, Swan Walker and Ablaye Cissoko and Volker Goetze. To hear this “magical” show CLICK HERE!
Myna Wallin is a Toronto author and editor. She has had two books published, a collection of poetry, Thousand Profane Pieces (Tightrope Books, 2006), and a novel, Confessions of A Reluctant Cougar, (Tightrope Books, 2010). “Confessions” was long listed for the ReLit Award in 2010. Her poetry has won her two honourable mentions: in 2009 she received an Honourable Mention in the CV2 2-Day Best Poem Prize, and in 2010 she received an Honourable Mention in the Winston Collins/Descant Prize for Best Canadian Poem. Last winter a poem of hers hung at the Art Gallery of Ontario, along with two paintings of her, in an exhibit entitled, “Why Not Paintings of Poets?” This fall she had the honour of reading her poem about Gordon Lightfoot to Gordon Lightfoot. A piece of hers will appear among luminaries such as Leonard Cohen in a new collection, Where the Nights Are Twice as Long: Love Letters by Canadian Poets (Goose Lane Editions, 2015).
Her books for sale can be found at www.mynawallin.com or www.tightropebooks.com or on Amazon.ca or amazon.com She has 2 paperbacks (one is a collection of poems and one is a novel. The novel (Confessions of a Reluctant cougar, will soon be available as an eBook!! She can also be found by just typing her name into the google search engine.
They’re all the rage-
blondes are out; thinkers are in
proclaimed in a Toronto Life cover story:
spotted at important cocktail parties
a copy of Carson’s Men in the Off Hours
poking out of knapsacks, talking Griffin & Trillium,
vigorously debating the merits of sound
poetry. Doctors, lawyers, take their trophy poets
to the South of France or cottages on Lake Rosseau. Seen
getting out of SUV’s looking self-conscious, morally
conflicted. Fake boobs are out; they want a woman with big
opinions, with Bohemian flair. Holt Renfrew ladies
are threatened, commenting poisonously on the “Sally Anne girls,”
during a glycolic peel or paraffin treatment. These men
in suits, appetites wander. This is the new urban pairing.
The men need some culture, some social relevance, a connection
to the arts beyond symphony tickets. For their part, the poets
admire men who can escort them to Scaramouche or Canoe
withdrawing 50’s and 100’s, manicured hands dipping into Gucci
leather. Yet, the new women feel strangely
objectified. A professional was overheard whispering, “My little
poet laureate,” to his girlfriend, just published in Grain.
Some of these bankers have poetic aspirations: when they bring
a sonnet or haiku to the table the romance is dead.
Trophy poets are coming, there’s no stopping them. Cartier
watches (they didn’t buy with royalties) peek out
from under their black Gap turtlenecks. They are so clever,
these girls, if you stare into their pupils long enough
Myna Wallin (C)