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Poems. Selections
This wound is a world : poems / Billy-Ray Belcourt.
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Title:[Poems. Selections]
This wound is a world : poems / Billy-Ray Belcourt.
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Author/Creator:Belcourt, Billy-Ray, author.
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Other Contributors/Collections:Xwi7xwa Collection.
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Published/Created:Calgary, Alberta : Frontenac House Poetry, [2017]
©2017
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Location:XWI7XWA LIBRARY stacksWhere is this?
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Call Number: YP B452 T45 2017
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Number of Items:2
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Status:Available
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Location:XWI7XWA LIBRARY stacksWhere is this?
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FNHL (Xwi7xwa) Subjects: Indigenous Peoples.
Cree.
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Library of Congress Subjects:Indigenous peoples--Canada.
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Genre/Form:Poems.
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Description:63 pages ; 23 cm
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Summary:"Part manifesto, part memoir, This Wound is a World is an invitation to 'cut a hole in the sky to world inside.' Billy-Ray Belcourt issues a call to turn to love and sex to understand how Indigenous peoples shoulder sadness and pain like theirs without giving up on the future. His poems and essays upset genre and play with form, scavenging for a decolonial kind of heaven where 'everyone is at least a little gay.'"-- Provided by publisher.
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Additional formats:Issued also in electronic format.
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Notes:Includes bibliographical references (page 61).
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ISBN:1927823641 (softcover)
9781927823644 (softcover)
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Contents:The Cree word for a body like mine is weesageechak
Love and heartbreak are fuck buddies
Gay incantations
Notes from a public washroom
There is a dirt road in me
Wihtikowak means "men who can't survive love"
The rez sisters II
Six theses on why Native people die
Sacred
A history of the present
We were never meant to break like this
I am hoping to help this city heal from its trauma
Heartbeark is a white kid
If I have a body, let it be a book of sad poems
Grief after grief and grief after grief
The creator is trans
The back alley of the world
Native too
Colonialism: a love story
God's river
Love and other experiments
Towards a theory of decolonization
Okcupid
An elegy for flesh
Everyone is lonely
There is no beautiful left
Boyfriend poems
God must be an Indian
Sexual history
Time contra time
Something like love
Ode to northern Alberta
The Oxford journal
If our bodies could rust, we would be falling apart
The rubble of heartbreak
Wapekea
Love is a moontime teaching.