“Fred Wah: A Floating Space” by Stephen Bett
Poetry Pause is the League of Canadian Poets’ daily poetry dispatch. Read “Fred Wah: A Floating Space” by Stephen Bett. Due to its formatting, this poem is only available as an image.
Fred Wah: A Floating Space
By Stephen Bett

Copyright © Stephen Bett
Previously published in Broken Glosa: an alphabet book of post-avant glosa (Chax Press 2023). First appeared in Poetry Pause on September 29, 2020.
Stephen Bett is a widely and internationally published Canadian poet with 25 books in print (from BlazeVOX, Chax, Spuyten Duyvil, & others), his most recent being Broken Glosa, from Chax Press. His personal papers are archived in the “Contemporary Literature Collection” at Simon Fraser University. His website is StephenBett.com
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