Cut to Fortress
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Cut to Fortress

Poems

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Cut to Fortress

Poems

About this book

A stunning debut poetry collection confronting colonialism, relationships, grief and intergenerational wounds.

Tawahum Bige has written a stunning debut poetry collection confronting colonialism, relationships, grief and intergenerational wounds. Cut to Fortress considers the possibility of decolonization through a personal lens, urging for a resistance that is tied using cord and old-growth tree roots; a resistance that tethers us all together in this contemporary existence.

With an upbringing in Surrey, fraught familial conflicts, the passing of his older brother and its influence on his world view, Bige slices through the forts built overtop occupied Turtle Island to examine their origin and his own. His journey climbs into the mountains while he reconnects with his Dene and Cree cultures like a gripping hand on jagged rock. His path draws into the concrete urban streets that Wetako-medicine lurks through, especially for his people. The labour of these travels brings him to the springs where healing passed-down traumas becomes possible by drawing water through vulnerability.

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Information

Year
2022
eBook ISBN
9780889714175
Print ISBN
9780889714168

Tawahum

I cannot contain myself, down my path where I wanna be in an instant
Set on the destination embracin’ myself and the universe tracin’ in and out of lines of solar flares gracin’ lights ultraviolet
sparkle the glimmer of light reflected in your luminous eyes What universes do you witness in us? In me?
Can you feel my fire? Can you smell the smoke rise? The sage burning? Can you feel my heart?
Sparking match on sage leaf cracking open abalone shell to flicker and dance with frenzy spinning one last time in the summer sun
I unhinge gates that once blocked me with liquid fire filling and growing from my decision to fucking continue
fucking continue
fucking continue
Incessant like game over space invaders high score
fucking continue
Another round in space arena
Again, through spirit’s vision and back
Expand, contract expand, contract with raised hands shatter, crack
it’s like my heart was buried not to rise again no resurrection
instead transformation feeding the foliage of tomorrow I now feel what our mother feels seeds sprout, vines tangle embracing me and I embrace her
become resurgence growing capacity branches blossom out grasp for the sky
Did you spot me? Dancing to illuminate despite space-borne darkness I still shine between galaxies
This is the flip side to the pit dug deep inside of me It holds massive volumes worth living for
And though I wish this was the end of it
the pain-stricken storms the nebulae and gas giants
raging and raging and raging
I embrace them, too
eyes glimmering for what’s next
and the storms continue
Flip side dualities drive my sight of the megaliths made from chaos and myth
I am volcano eruption I am asteroid collision
I am Turtle Island forming
I am black scoter slick duck showing off almost drowning below a flooded earth after the sun was stolen back from the bear I bring life and dirt back to beautiful lynx, mouse, pike and all other creatures
I am tectonic shift titan unearthed from frackin...

Table of contents

  1. Half Title Page
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  5. Origin
  6. Toy Soldiers
  7. Reasons to Decolonize
  8. Cartridge Discharges
  9. No Space
  10. Too Abstract
  11. Storm Call
  12. past
  13. Law and Order
  14. Inner City Owl
  15. U R
  16. old-growth genocide
  17. Transformer
  18. Geography Lesson
  19. how the elders educate
  20. Wetako’s Highway
  21. He Builds Himself a Computer
  22. Envy
  23. Videogames
  24. run away
  25. Radio Silence
  26. Umbrella
  27. Dragging Dusk
  28. Short Talk on Diaspora
  29. Capacity
  30. return me
  31. in time of war
  32. Tawahum
  33. Acknowledgements
  34. About the Author