“An Exuberance of Apples” by Wendy Donawa
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An Exuberance of Apples
By Wendy Donawa

Copyright © Wendy Donawa
Wendy Donawa spent much of her adult life in Barbados, where she was educated, raised her family, and enjoyed her work as a college instructor and museum curator. She has returned to her Victoria birthplace on the unceded traditional territory of the Songhees and Esquimalt people. Her poems have appeared in magazines, chapbooks, anthologies, and public transport buses; she has read in libraries, bookstores, literary festivals, reading series, parks, and pubs! Her first book, Thin Air of the Knowable, was longlisted for the Raymond Souster Award and a Gerald Lampert Award finalist. Our Bodies’ Unanswered Questions, her second poetry collection, appeared as one of the Frontenac Quartet (Frontenac House) in 2021.
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