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Long Dance, The

by (author) David Groulx

Publisher
Kegedonce Press
Initial publish date
Jun 2000
Category
General
  • Paperback / softback

    ISBN
    9780969712053
    Publish Date
    Jun 2000
    List Price
    $14.95

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Out of print

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About the author

David Groulx was raised in the mining community of Elliot Lake in northern Ontario. He is proud of his Native roots - his mother is Ojibwa Indian and his father is French Canadian. David received his B.A. degree from the Lakehead University, where he won the Munro Poetry Prize. He has previously published five poetry books and his poems have appeared in over a hundred periodicals in Canada, UK, Australia, Germany, Austria, Turkey, and the USA. He lives in Ottawa.
Shirley Ida Williams is a member of the Bird Clan of the Ojibwa and Odawa First Nations of Canada. She was born and raised at Wikwemikong First Nations Reserve on Manitoulin Island and currently resides in Peterborough, Ontario. She received her B.A. degree in Native Studies from Trent University and M.A. at York University. She has lectured across Canada promoting Nishnaabe language and culture and worked on many language training and translation projects for Heritage Canada, Ontario Ministry of Education, Department of Indian Affairs and other national organizations.

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User Reviews

Powerful

These are powerful heartsick poems of protest and despair and my copy is littered with bookmarks of my favourites. In "Learning History" (p. 33) "what I learned made me vomit/fire".


In Groulx's title poem, "The long dance" about smallpox there's a couplet that's worth the price of entry alone: "let me hold you like a bannister/let me hold you like a deadman." It talks of the impacts of colonialism "Nootka woman with echoes/of gunboats in your ears//show me the place//where Raven was shot to pieces//and taken away" (p. 108).

The poems are large with passion and despair but economical of words.