A Month Without Snow
In A Month Without Snow six people choose to live together for one month in an isolated farmhouse. Their time is documented on tape, in notes and through internal monologues, they are here for a reason, but what is it?
Never Cry, Woolf, is a one act play that asks the question: Where do we go after we die – at least, once we get out of the waiting room.
What a presence you were, to say nothing of the work. The readings you did opened up a place inside me which could contain bigger ideas. Your use of language captivated me. Your writing is exquisite.
Deborah Kimmett, Comedienne, Playwright
In praise for Csamers earlier work:
Many of Csamer’s poems in Paper moon are angry lyrics struggling to find a language to communicate betrayal and horror. But the other side of rage is wonder, and there is plenty of that here too, as in The Visitation, where the frenzy of soft wings beating against a window eclipses more insistent sound and cast an impossibly large shadow. Learning the Words created an epic sweep to narrate the special language between mother and daughter with gritty tenderness. These two poems, effectively demonstrate the range of Csamer’s poetic voice: the one condensed and understated, the other expansive and narrative.
Janice Fiamengo, Journal of Canadian Poetry