• This Summer of Our Combusting World: A View from Our Burning Season

    In the heavy heat of summer 2025, reflections on past fires remind us of ongoing struggles against a toxic environment and colonial legacies. The beauty of summer juxtaposes the weight of history and shared trauma. Yet, amidst the smoke and loss, there remains resilience and hope for future creations and connections.

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  • Darkest of Seasons: What Light May Come

    This is lailuwàn, mid-winter in Unami Lenape, a season of stories, a season in which we tend to talk about anything but the weather and anything but what is actually going on around us. A season where, post-holiday, post-family, community and connection falters. This is a season that is much more than simply speaking or…

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  • Poet as Curator and the Failure of Government Appointed Laureates

    We play witness with beauty, with honesty, and with integrity for our subjects and the world in which they actually inhabit. No deletions, no speaking for, simple honest witness. Witness that must cross borders, must bring up the often uncomfortable, and do so in a beautiful manner that honours both the tradition and the lives…

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  • Telling Athiluhakàn: On Winter Stories and the Season Ahead.

    These stories are often more reflective of our actual experiences than any other season. There is truth to be found in stories told in the cold dark of the winter season.

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  • On Epic Poetry and the Importance of New Indigenous Myths

    This weekend marks the end of the first leg of my touring for the newest collection, North of Middle Island, and I am left with some important thoughts about Indigenous lit and culture moving forward. Thoughts that have arisen from the most recent high profile pretendian revelation as well as the path of Canadian literature

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  • The Sacred Spaces We Find. The Ones We Create

    And make no mistake that the medicine that the Purdy’s found at that lake was no doubt strong. But the A-Frame that they built on that lake in the middle of Loyalist country became an receiver of that medicine, funneled towards its positive nature.

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  • Mingus, the Corrosion of Seasons, and Playfulness

    But it could almost be any moment between October and April in this part of Creation. Time is a strange factor in our lives right now. It has been years since we have seen the majority of relations and friends. Space has become more real even as time and seasons have collapsed to more abstract…

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  • On Cosmopolitanism, the Social Writer, and the Ways We Should Move Around Us.

    For those that follow me on social media, you realize that I’ve been a poet on the go the last few months. I am one of those blessed writers that gets to travel for their work and as such I’ve gotten an excellent opportunity to meet writers in communities from Chicago to Pelee Island to

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  • With Each Word We Move Closer to Decolonized Voices

    Understand that part and parcel of looking towards building a healthy relationship with First Peoples and settler governments we must start with words, names, and symbols. For ten of thousands of years people have moved about the land, come to understand it in way that is both spiritual and physical, and have developed names and

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  • Upon where the  Red Cedar meets the Grand: Lansing and Views of Rooted Americana

    There is a surging wave of total modern Americanism that has yet to crash here and in the still before something that might never come, is the idea that homes and living are cheap, and ambitions have little to do with leaving, more to carry on something better than they were left with.

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