Stephanie Bolster writes, “I’ve lived in Montreal for over a decade now, longer than I’ve lived anywhere except my first home, Burnaby . It’s a city in which it is possible to do anything or nothing, to rush or to luxuriate, to savour the refinement of a mille-feuille or the earthiness of a steaming stack of smoked meat.
Although I wish the climate were gentler, I suspect that the city’s cultural vibrancy owes much to the bitter cold of the winters; stuck inside, one can’t not make art, or at least partake of it.
Functionally rather than fluently bilingual, I’ve only begun to experience most of what the city has to offer. Voicing my poems en français for this performance at the Grande Bibliothèque was daunting, yet the opportunity to participate in a bilingual event (albeit in a virtual sense, as the recording was completed two days before I gave birth and the performance held when my second daughter was a few weeks old) was a rare gift.”