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THE GERALD LAMPERT & PAT LOWTHER AWARDS SHORTLIST

April 4, 2011, Toronto: The League of Canadian Poets is pleased to announce the shortlist for its 2011 Pat Lowther and Gerald Lampert Memorial Awards. Congratulations to the authors for their fine work and many thanks to the jurors for their hard work on this year's awards.

Winners of these awards will be announced during a special ceremony at the annual LCP Poetry Fest and Conference to be held at The Courtyard by Marriott Downtown Toronto (475 Yonge Street) on June 11, 2011.

Gerald Lampert Award Shortlist:

The Gerald Lampert Memorial Award is given in the memory of Gerald Lampert, an arts administrator who organized authors' tours and took a particular interest in the work of new writers. The award recognizes the best first book of poetry published by  a Canadian in the preceding year. The award carries a $1,000 prize.

The Crow's Vow by Susan Briscoe (Signal Edition of Vehicule Press)
That Other Beauty by Karen Enns (Brick Books)
Tiny, Frantic, Stronger by Jeff Latosik (Insomniac Press)
[sic] by Nikki Reimer (Frontenac Press)
Here Is Where We Disembark by Clea Roberts (Freehand Books)
The Nights Also by Anna Swanson (Tightrope Books)

2011 Jury: Lori Cayer, Jacob Scheier, Todd Swift


Pat Lowther Award Shortlist:


The Pat Lowther Memorial Award is given for a book of poetry by a Canadian woman published in the preceding year, and is in memory of the late Pat Lowther, whose career was cut short by her untimely death in 1975. The award carries a $1,000 prize.


Ossuaries by Dionne Brand (McClelland & Stewart)
Walking to Mojácar by Di Brandt (Turnstone Press)
Living Under Plastic by Evelyn Lau (Oolichan Books)
Memory's Daughter by Alice Major (University of Alberta Press)
Cathedral by Pamela Porter (Ronsdale Press)
La luna, Tango, siempre la luna / The Moon, Tango, Always the Moon by Nela Rio (Broken Jaw Press)


2011 Jury: Maggie Dominic, Eric Folsom, Yvonne Trainer
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