‘Girls Do F*cking Drum: Genevieve Wynand on Doing the Next Big Scary Thing’ ~ ‘A Life in Six Songs’ podcast interview, hosted by David, Raza, and Carolina. Listen in as we chat about all things music, drumming, and life.
‘Wide Open Sky: 2024 Pulse Haiku’ ~ A video compilation, created by Michael Dylan Welch, editor of the 2024 Pulse Haiku 26-poem collection. It includes, at the 1:23 mark, my haiku ‘hospital bathroom’, inspired by a beloved’s extended stay in hospital.
‘An Interview with Genevieve Wynand’ ~ The Solitary Daisy, October 2023; interview by Sally Quon.
Wine Country Writers’ Festival Anthology: 2023 ~ In 2023 I had the honour of serving as the judge in the poetry category of the WCWF writing contest. Read the winning poems and my commentary on the pieces here.
‘Life Is a Planet’ ~ Tricycle: The Buddhist Review, Fall 2022, Vol 32.1; article by Clark Strand, with his commentary on my poem ‘sonogram photos. The review is also available in print.
‘Gender Issues: Sexual Abuse in Haiku’ ~ tsuri-dōrō – a small journal of haiku and senryū, 2022; article by Dee Evetts, with his commentary on my poem ‘salt wind’.
‘Initial Observations Part 1: Food Kigo’ ~ The Culinary Saijiki, May 10, 2022; with their commentary on my poem ‘sugar maple’.
‘2021 Sakura at Home: Christopher Gaze Haiku Readings’ ~ A reading, by Christopher Gaze, of the 2020 VCBF winning poems, with my poem ‘cherry blossoms fall’.
‘The Joy, Tragedy, and Promise of Vancouver’s Spring Cherry Blossoms’ ~ Montecristo Magazine, Spring 2021; interview and article by Kevin Chong. We chatted about my haiku ‘cherry blossoms fall’.
‘Meet Vancouver Haiku Invitational Winner 2020’ ~ Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival website; interview by Michael Dylan Welch.
‘2020 Haiku Invitational Winners’ ~ A two-minute video montage created by the Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival, with my poem ‘cherry blossoms fall’.
The Pulp Lit Pulpit podcast ~ Where the Pulp Literature editors discussed all things writing, reading, and word wrangling!

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