Enough volume of anything creates a direction.
“Here come the waterworks” is in most contexts an accusation that someone is about to cry profusely in order to manipulate people. But since anyone who is paying attention ought to be crying profusely all the time, I do not believe this kind of manipulation exists, and so, contrary to appearances, I am not accusing anyone of anything by using this phrase, least of all myself. Rather, I have written a series of works about water, and I wish to present them straightforwardly.
“Guri is so in charge of her own whimsy that they poems suggest a hidden depth for those who care to look more closely.” —Broken Pencil
On “Humour and Feminism”: Helen Guri in conversation with Domenica Martinello —The Town Crier
Helen Guri is the author of Match, published by Coach House Books, and shortlisted for the Trillium Book Award for Poetry. Her poems and essays have been published widely in Canada, as well as in the U.S. and Australia. She currently works as a freelance editor of fiction and nonfiction for various large and small presses, and edits poetry for Brick Books. She lives in Toronto.