Wabigoon River Poems
- Publisher
- Kegedonce Press
- Initial publish date
- May 2015
- Category
- Indigenous, Death, Native American
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Paperback / softback
- ISBN
- 9781928120018
- Publish Date
- May 2015
- List Price
- $16.00
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Description
Written by award-winning writer David Groulx, this is a ferocious, erudite collection centred around an epic poem "Wabigoon River Poem(s)" which is breathtaking in its unflinching and wide-ranging look at oppression, genocide, revolution, and survival. Wabigoon River Poems draws upon Indigenous knowledge and traditions while pushing at the boundaries of what readers might expect Indigenous poetry to be. It is masterful, engaging, bold, brilliant, fearless and daring.
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.
Awards
- Short-listed, the Archibald Lampman, City of Ottawa Book Awards
Excerpt: Wabigoon River Poems (by (author) David Groulx)
I Wretched RedIIThe long frontieris covered with the bones ofthe brave and stupidMy bones will not be found therebecause I am onewho remembersI, who killed them bothenjoyed killingthe brave morethan the stupidI make heroes I make gallows from themI make remembrancesof the last republican armythat fell to Francowatched itdie on its kneescalling out to the villagerskiss me kiss meI have become ValhallaI remember the poetry of KeitaFodebaand the liberation of Saigonall filthy Arabs and niggers...the little village that dancedand told tales of victoryand the rape of Gaeableed swiftlydamnation of my memorypour outmenstruatethis memoryI am calling on my kneesonce morethe village is sleepingthe village sleepsdeepits arms aroundthe book of Leviticus29and Ploetz's30 corpseMy knuckleshave you brokenI sip the salty juicefrom my own fingersthe bit of blood I savefor the village
Editorial Reviews
https://alllitup.ca/Blog/Jules-Tools-for-Social-Change/2015/Jules-Tools-for-Social-Change-Wabigoon-River-Poems-an-interview-with-David-Groulx https://journals.kent.ac.uk/index.php/transmotion/article/view/392/1050 http://anishinabeknews.ca/2015/07/20/poetry-is-meant-to-be-read-slowly/