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Button Music
“Powerful!”
Tiina Kiik, The WholeNote, September 2019
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Contents of a Mermaid’s Purse
“explosive”
Mark Sampson, Free Range Reading, June 2013
Read the full review >>“magical, enchanted and daunting”
Karen Schwartz, Quill and Parchment, June 2010
Read the full review >>“[these] poems will hold your attention breathless.”
Joe Blades, The Globe and Mail, April 2010
Read the full review >>“natural, magical and transformative”
Reid Mitchell, Asian Cha, Issue 9, November 2009
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The Voyeur’s Journal
“Genuinely creepy.”
John Gilks, Opera Ramblings, December 2017
Read the full review >>“a Canadian answer to Sondheim’s Assassins”
Greg Finney, Schmopera, November 2017
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Queen of Swords
“Tsang’s dialogue was peppy and laden with innuendo.”
Greg Finney, Schompera, November 2017
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Praise for Contents of a Mermaid’s Purse
“Rich with shades of fable, the wonder of the quest, urban myth, and the storytelling of legends, blended together with hints of surrealism throughout, the narratives of these mostly lyrical poems and prose poems will hold your attention breathless.” Read the full Article >>
“Her lyrical work and exquisite phrase-making derives not only from her own talent as a writer but also from her profession as a violinist. Tsang’s is beautiful and haunting poetry.”
“Tsang gives generously from the seascapes of her artistry, her poems like ‘the window left open / on a rainy day, filling / the bathtub for free.’” Robert Priest, from the back cover blurb for Contents of a Mermaid’s Purse.
“She has a keen eye for nature, which she imbues with human and supernatural meaning. Cataloguing the motifs that occur in Contents of a Mermaid’s Purse—natural, magical, and transformative—can only suggest its dark and joyful richness.” Read the full Article >>
[A] bold foray into daring writing. Expect unusual metaphors and dangerous beauty, and expect to have lines haunt you long after the last page is turned.
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Button music lyrics
Unbutton
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button with no buttonhole no shirtsleeve collar waistband epaulette cuff lip fly eye double rose-pinned lapel stiff upper breast pocket shadow button where button was
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button made of wood bone plastic metal doesn’t matter as long as it’s tough this will be bloodless the prick is not the point
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button as brass cross-section of a .22 cartridge remote as some other planet’s fallen sun four black spots bottomless
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lost button in the road pancake-flat punctured ready for rain’s dropped stiches
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button up your overcoat (you got me buttoned) mismatched button green among the red those are buttons that were his eyes button hanging by a
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target arrow-pierced each orifice entrance & exit as softness is to strength as freedom is to bind as wholeness is to mend as circle is to square
Cards from the Tarot de Marseille
King of Cups
I hold a candle to your cup Is that deep blue void or full Careful don’t spill one drop can light the way for days
The Hermit
I have grown old at the crossroads waiting for you The urn is empty ashes scattered long ago How can we live unguided by love every day pacing the burial grounds trying to avoid open graves I stand at the edge and look down is that button or breadcrumb Among stubborn roots a few dead leaves
Le Pape
music is the wise man’s religion music is power music talks music is the root of all evil a good name is better than music health is better than music life’s too short to save music show me the music music makes the world go round music doesn’t grow on trees music is better than poverty anyone who’s made music has gone broke a fool and his music are soon parted put your music where your mouth is this is blood music you can bet your bottom note time is music use it or lose it if music burns a hole in your pocket put a button in it
© 2022 – Phoebe Tsang / All Rights Reserved
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Opposites Attract
“This piece got my attention.”
Greg Finney, Schmopera, November 2017
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Praise for Solitaires
by Sudeep Sen in Atlas O2: New Writing, Art, Image, 2007.
“Phoebe Tsang is a Chinese Canadian poet and musician. Her lyrical work and exquisite phrasemaking derives not only from her own talent as a writer but also from her profession as a violinist. The dozen poems assembled in this handmade chapbook are by turns delicate, moving and song-like. Take a look at the opening couplet of ‘John Perry Plays’: ‘Your fingers walk the black-and-white keyboard, / the weight of years sunken in each step.’ These lines are finely tuned and subtly crafted, full of natural rhythm and cadence. Another chapbook of hers is due this year, and I do hope she puts out a full-length collection soon. Tsang’s is beautiful and haunting poetry.”