Richard Sanger

Richard Sanger’s most recent collection of poems is Dark Woods.

Diary: Nothing ever happens in Ottawa

Richard Sanger, 21 April 2022

‘What do you think about Ottawa now that the convoy’s gone? Back to dead?’ I was watching a YouTube video by Zot, one of the livestreamers who built up a following during the protests against Covid vaccine mandates that took over the city for three weeks in February, with the help of a large convoy of trucks. Two middle-aged guys – ‘Fun Travel 69’ and...

Poem: ‘Monument’

Richard Sanger, 9 August 2001

I Forget the photos. Today I want you when you ruled, When you sailed through the room, my schooner, And men and boys fell on each other in your wake – Today I want your shape, your heft, your grace. It’s the Thirties, say, and I will sculpt you: Not the strapping peasant girl bringing forth Her fields of grain, not the shopfloor virgin Goading the workers to exceed their quotas...

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