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HARROWINGS
HARROWINGS
HARROWINGS
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HARROWINGS

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Set mainly in the rural, HARROWINGS connects with Black intellectual and art history in relation to agriculture. The poems include pulses of memoir from the poet's childhood growing up on a farm, as well as from more recent pandemic experiences volunteering for a local agricultural enterprise led by people who were formerly incarcerated. Considering movements organizing for food security and related, resurgent practices, HARROWINGS also contends with "the farm" as a tract of colonial advance. Tropes of tradition and supremacy are confronted in this study of biome, plants, and soil. Despite episodic and chronic illness, and by way of practical tasks such as sowing, pruning, and watering, the poetry advances with love towards abolitionist futures.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTalonbooks
Release dateFeb 1, 2023
ISBN9781772015775
HARROWINGS
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Cecily Nicholson

Cecily Nicholson is the author of four books and a past recipient of the Dorothy Livesay Poetry Prize and the Governor General’s Literary Award for Poetry. She was the Ellen and Warren Tallman Writer-in-Residence at Simon Fraser University and the Write- in-Residence at the University of Windsor. She teaches at Emily Carr University of Art + Design and collaborates with community impacted by carcerality and food insecurity.

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    HARROWINGS - Cecily Nicholson

    carver (a hand in relief)

    place is my hand on the relief cast of Carver’s

    the cast is cool

    hand vibrates to feel the whole surface at once

    memory an indent sense of prints

    extent charged

    tips through index and middle metacarpals

    it was a passing shadow of a bird

    at rest

    my hand settling on Hathaway’s sculpture

    associatory, simple elements

    the store of atmosphere, pounds of water

    brought as property

    to situate within genealogy

    giving backs to land an intellectual and art history

    idle moments put

    to gathering

    to care

    to share food

    to not solely succumb to logics of land/crop/harvest

    as required by institutions of slavery and capital

    the country … wears a rich and luxuriant aspect*

    * Frederick Douglass, First of August Celebration at Dawn Settlement, Canada West – Public Meeting at Chatham – Visit to the Elgin Settlement at Buxton, Frederick Douglass’ Paper (August 11, 1854), 2.

    In 1854 Frederick Douglass set out from Rochester, New York, to attend a gathering, to mark the twenty-year anniversary of the West India Emancipation, the First of August Celebration at the Dawn Settlement for fugitive slaves – travelling most of the three-hundred-mile journey by rail except sixteen miles between Chatham and the Settlement referred to* by wagon. Douglass journeyed through the Traditional Territories of the Haudenosaunee, Mississauga, Attawandaron, Anishinaabe ᐊᓂᔑᓈᐯ, and Myaamia Nations to arrive in the historic county of Kent.

    About that 1854 journey Douglass remarks: In regard to the place, itself, it is one of the most beautiful and desirable localities for agriculture, commerce and education, which we know of in Canada West.† I reflect further on fugitivity of that time, and upon life in the near aftermath of slavery as the dominion of canada formed. The language and logics of farm stem from structures of settler colonialism even if they embody emancipatory practices. This makes for complicated dreams.

    * Douglass, First of August Celebration, 2.

    † Ibid.

    sufficiently free from the fatigue of this journey*

    rounding a corner to The Song of the Lark

    the light so familiar I had to sit

    for many voices, starts

    a moth alit, a rhetorical Du Bois

    faltering inches of

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