Between the verbs quivering and streaming, White Piano unfolds its variations like musical scores. A play of resonance between pronouns and persons, freely percussive between prose and poetry, and narrating a constellation of questions, White Piano offers readers a 'language that cultivates its own craters of fire and savoir-vie.'
'At once achingly aware of mortality and hell-bound in its determination to press forward, change, and grow, White Piano is as brave as it is linguistically rich.' — Quill & Quire
'[Brossard] writes with a poetic intensity that burns select lines and sometimes entire paragraphs into the reader's mind.' – Montreal Gazette