The Drunken, Lovely Bird

Sue Sinclair's poetry resonates with the world's lively details and the subtle emotions that whisper at the edges of the everyday. A keen observer of both the seascapes of her native Newfoundland and the cityscapes of Toronto, she captures moments between or after events and preserves the still point when things are most themselves. She registers the weight of being and tries to make peace with the world's mysterious ineffability, with its uncertainty and, most poignantly, with its mutability.