Full Description
Expansive and enveloping, Webb-Campbell's collection asks, "Who am I in relation to the moon?" These poems explore the primordial connections between love, grief, and water, structured within the lunar calendar. The poetics follow rhythms of the body, the tides, the moon, and long, deep familial relationships that are both personal and ancestral. Originating from Webb-Campbell's deep grief of losing her mother, Lunar Tides charts the arc to finding her again in the waves. Written from a mixed Mi'kmaq/settler perspective, this work also explores the legacies of colonialism, kinship and Indigenous resurgence.
Lunar Tides is the ocean floor and a moonlit night: full of possibility and fundamental connections.
Praise for Lunar Tides
"In Lunar Tides, Shannon Webb-Campbell exposes a heart that's broken but also carried across the gulf between the moon and the sea, a heart that knows how "grief takes up with the body." She shows us that grief is tidal, its ebb and flow pulsing like the moon and dog-earring our memories. This book reminds us that, grieving or not, we "need to be held by something other than a theory." —Douglas Walbourne-Gough, author of Crow Gulch
"Lunar Tides is both expansive and exacting, inviting us to feel our own relationship to the ocean, belonging and mortality." —Shalan Joudry, author of Walking Ground
Contents
LUNAR TIDES
NEW
Time: A Biography
Living at Low Tide
Ecology of Being
Tides
Definition
Who Am I in Relation to the Moon?
Bloodstone New Moon
Suddenly Aware (A Lunar Cycle Begins)
WAXING CRESCENT
Codfish
Tides Great & Lower Than Average Tides
Home Was Calling
Our Little Girl's Book
Aurora Alert
Told You I Don't Believe in Soul Mates
East Versus West
A Winter Sky
Sleeping With Northern Lights
FIRST QUARTER
If I Wasn't a Fury
Long Distance Call at Lost Lake
Hinge
Moon and Sun Reinforce One Another
Solar Poison
A Variation on Alchemy
Lunar Vibrations
WAXING GIBBOUS
I Am Pulsar
Centreline
Poem for a Phantom Valentine
Rooftop Oracles
Liminality
Short Talk From Italy
Kepe'kek/ At the Narrows
FULL
Our Cove House
Portals
Grief Q&A
Menagoesg Redux
Gothic Arches
How Theory Works
You Came Back on Full Moon
Magnetic Mortal Trip
WANING GIBBOUS
Cosmology of Rough Magic
Lemon Came in the Night
Holding Hands Down Amelia Street
Upon World Moves
You Can't Fly on One Wing
Slow Dancing in a Bachelor Apartment to Joni Mitchell
Erotic Ecology
LAST QUARTER
Push/Pull
Returning Closer to Earth Time
You Were Never a Visitor to This World
I Need to Be Held by Something Other Than a Theory
Wild Geese Came
Final View of Bell Island
WANING CRESCENT
Poem for Frida Kahlo As Mother
Solitude
How to Make Moonwater
Travel Light, My Love
High Tide
Groundwater
Wild(ish)
Looking Glass Tides
