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Through the Eyes of Asunder

by (author) Neal Shannacappo

Publisher
Kegedonce Press
Initial publish date
Jun 2022
Category
Indigenous, Death, Family
  • Paperback / softback

    ISBN
    9781928120322
    Publish Date
    Jun 2022
    List Price
    $17.95

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Description

Through the Eyes of Asunder is a poetic journey through the life of one once broken, in heart, spirit, and mind. It starts and it ends with hope, and takes the reader through despair, grief, sorrow and sadness, with moments of introspective happiness and love.

About the author

Neal Shannacappo is a Nakawe (Saulteaux) Poet and graphic novelist from Rolling River FN in Manitoba and he is Eagle Clan. He's currently living and working in the city of Ottawa on unceded Algonquin territory. He's a stay-at-home father and part-time Indigenous Resource Consultant. Through his work, Neal celebrates the vibrant Indigenous artistic community and hopes to inspire Indigenous children and youth to see their own creative dreams through to fruition. His stories appear in the Indigenous anthologies Sovereign Traces vol. 1 - Not (Just) (An)other and Vol. 2 - Relational Constellation. His book Mashkawide'e (Has a strong heart) was published by Senator Kim Pate. He is the illustrator of If I Go Missing written by Brianna Jonnie, which won the 2021 Indigenous Voices Award for Published Graphic Novel. The Krillian Key (Kegedonce Press, 2020) is the first graphic novel of his own creation. Through the Eyes of Asunder is his first book of poetry.

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Awards

  • Short-listed, First Nation Communities Read

Excerpt: Through the Eyes of Asunder (by (author) Neal Shannacappo)

By the Opening Eye
My splintered heart wails across the night
Of its endless memories awash through the sky
Lingering inside the many tears running
Down all across, unheeded, unwashed, untouched
From the gulf inside my soul laying torn at my feet
And sleep will not share her breath with me this eve
I stumble across the edge of dreams for one brief sighing breath
Only to be contemptuously ripped back into wakefulness
Between haunted echoes
Which screams out his name
Even as I reach out to hold him safely
But it's just a dream
Just an echo
And my hands are empty
My arms cold and shivers hold me fast
My eyes are flooded and I cannot see
Beyond his broken, twisted body
As he clings weakly to a tenuous life
A million miles away my brother lies
Shrouded inside a nightmare of sleep
One horrid dream made all the worse
By the opening eye

Editorial Reviews

"Neal Shannacappo is a spiritual thinker. Thepoetry and life's perspectives he shares in this collation remind us of the unconditional love and support one can access through the Creator-given learning ways we as human beings are blessed to be born with. Read his words! Feed them to your heart, digest them spiritually and you will benefit from the medicine intended in every word and stanza."
Albert Dumont, 2021-2022 Poet Laureate for Ottawa and author of Sitting by the Rapids.

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