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In the late nineteenth century white settlers and administrators arrive to occupy the African country of Zimbabwe (Rhodesia).

Andrew Moodie's Riot is a dramatic and often humorous look at six black Canadians of diverse backgrounds who share a Toronto house.

A neo-Nazi skinhead is charged with murder, and Legal Aid has assigned him a Jewish lawyer.

Su-Ling, an open minded and intelligent young woman in Shanghai, has her feet bound by her grandmother, Poa-Poa.

These are poems about what it means to be from the north ; a town divided along colour lines ; and a family dealing with its history of secrets.

Mother Tongue is a unique and innovative play that weaves together Cantonese, English, and sign language.

This account of the Sigfusson Transportation Company details how it was unfairly treated by the Government, in attempting to create a network of winter roads in northern Ontario, Manitoba and Saska

Life is tense on the Partridge Crop Reserve. The Chief is in Las Vegas (again), the band is in receivership, and there’s a move on to unilaterally declare self-government.

To understand Canada one must understand racism, for Canada was born and grew as a racist state.

An ode to Winnipeg's north end, where Ms. Vermette grew up. It's also the neighbourhood where her Métis brother went missing.

A hard-boiled 1940s Manhattan newspaperman, sent to photograph a crime scene, goes on the lam with the suspect in Morwyn Brebner’s new hit play–the first-ever film noir/social drama/musical comedy!

Evolving from a routine of long walks he began to help him quit smoking, Winnipeg singer, songwriter and musician Scott Nolan's debut poetry collection Moon Was a Feather reflects on a life we

Poems that unfold like liturgy, confronting old violence with a trembling, dignified restraint.

Immigrant Blues, an extension and deepening of the famous poems of the siege of Sarajevo translated in Simic's Sprinting from the Graveyard (Oxford, 1997), explores the personal and the public

Grounded in the experience of presence in which the external and internal meet, a crossroads of consciousness where “a language without a name / remembers us” and the poem is a votive act, All the