POESIS

we would be entirely remiss to begin this note without mentioning something of exceptional importance –– The Madrigal has officially turned one year old! and while we celebrated in typical Helen and Tomás fashion –– holding our dear friends hostage and talking loudly at them –– we still are so very in awe to be here with you all, celebrating the honour of a lifetime.

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when this journal began nearly this time last year, we never expected to make it this far, to be as joyful and entrenched within such a beautiful community of writers, artists, and poets. it has been an honour to continue to do this work, and, as always, it would be impossible without you all there, encouraging us every step of the way. Roots, Whimsy, Ensemble, and Verity are incredible collections of vulnerable, emotive, silly, and honest writing, in which every word and feeling is presented with raw, seeking clarity, emboldening the soul. in carrying on that tradition, we thought what else could celebrate this milestone of artistry and contribution other than history itself?

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poësis is a funny one –– it can mean many things, and is (perhaps) why we received so many electronically messaged laments about our theme. it is, after all, where the word ‘poetry’ comes from, and quite literally implies the making of something. and in our reading and consideration for this issue, I think that is where we ended up, that this, here, is creation, in everything we do and everything we strive for. we cannot begin to tell you how much this little corner we’ve created in the past year matters to us, and how joyful and mind-boggling it is to continuously make this space for you all, who surprise and amaze us every single day. it is in this way, therefore, that this issue has come together –– it is the culmination of not just what we’ve done, but what we all continue to do, an ode to ourselves and the work we pride ourselves in, that tapestry of joy we never cease weaving. Happy Birthday to us, and here’s to many more!