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The Veg Literary Magazine vol. 20 no. 2 is here...

https://issuu.com/vegmag/docs/veg_winter_2022

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Everyone: you are so wonderful! Thank you so much for the excellent work. We are very excitedly finishing up the magazine, and will be having our launch next

THURSDAY, MARCH 31st at Cagibi (5490 Boul St-Laurent, Montréal) 8 pm

There will be readings and music and The Veg, in print! Come and be merry!

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(and a happy birthday to you, Señor Márquez)

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Gotcha! It’s the 21st Century-- deadlines don’t mean anything. No one, not even that holy vestige of the past, a poetry magazine, is accountable for anything they tell you. 

If you meant to submit something but didn’t get around to it, that’s ok! I am here to say

THE SUBMISSION DEADLINE FOR THE VEG’S WINTER 2016 EDITION HAS BEEN EXTENDED TO FRIDAY, MARCH 11

why don’t you write a poem about the frustrating inconstancy of this post-modern age and submit it to The Veg? You have five whole days, on your mark-- get set-- GO !

[email protected] 

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Monday is for Márquez

“The scientific possibility of seeing the future showing through in time as one sees what is written on the back of a sheet of paper through the light”

- One Hundred Years of Solitude

**incidentally Gabriel Garcia Márquez’s birthday is March 6 -- the last day you have to SUBMIT WORK TO THE VEG!!

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A poem by a ninth century Irish monk about his cat Pangur for your Sunday morning-ish

Pangur Bán

Myself and Pangur, cat and sage Go each about our business; I harass my beloved page, He his mouse.

Fame comes second to the peace Of study, a still day Unenvying, Pangur's choice Is child's play.

Neither bored, both hone At home a separate skill Moving after hours alone To the kill

When at last his net wraps After a sly fight Around a mouse; mine traps Sudden insight.

On my cell wall here, His sight fixes, burning, Searching; my old eyes peer At new learning,

And his delight when his claws Close on his prey Equals mine when sudden clues Light my way.

So we find by degrees Peace in solitude, Both of us, solitaries, Have each the trade

He loves: Pangur, never idle Day or night Hunts mice; I hunt each riddle From dark to light.

Translated from the Old Irish by Eavan Boland

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Submit submit submit! 

Keep the poetry / prose / artwork a comin’ !

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Lit major mistakes:

misread “jojoba soap” as “Jerboa soap”

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THIS THURSDAY (uh, that’s tomorrow) :

The Veg at Bar Des Arts in the Arts basement lounge

There’ll be games--beer--poetry--music

5-8 pm

come do some mad libs! improvise sharpie poetry! fun for all!

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NOW ACCEPTING SUBMISSIONS

-Poetry - up to 6 pages

-Short Fiction

-B&W art / photography

e-mail your submissions to [email protected] by March 6, 2016

alright! go submit! right now. we want to read anything you wrote. send us an e-mail now!

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So get writing! The Veg will be accepting poetry, prose, and art submissions for the Winter 2016 edition soon -- details to follow.

text from Camden’s Britannia (Philemon Holland translation, 1610)

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https://www.facebook.com/events/422320301267118/

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http://archives.ckut.ca/64/20141124.14.00-15.00.mp3