Lisa Pasold
Lisa Pasold has been thrown off a train in Belarus, been fed the world’s best pigeon pie in Marrakech, mushed huskies in the Yukon, learned to polka at Danceland, and been cheated in the Venetian gambling halls of Ca’ Vendramin Calergi. She grew up in Montreal, which gave her the necessary jaywalking skills to survive as a journalist. She currently divides her time between a tiny house in Paris and various borrowed addresses in Toronto. Her first book of poetry, Weave, was published by Frontenac House as part of their poetry series Quartet 2004.
Works
Weave |
No Holds Barred |
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