Friday, August 24, 2007

Jacob Comments

Rating: 5.0

Mistupuch he was my granmudder.
He come from Muskeg
dat was before he was a reservation.
My granmudder he was about twenty-eight when he
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Maria Campbell
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Kevin Patrick 28 October 2023

An exceptionally powerful work, you have given Jacob a second life, the legacy of colonialism and genocide is invoked in this poem. Thank you!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 16 August 2021

Very inspiring poem but a herat-wrenching one. Most precious words said and told here. Need to be known globally 5 Stars full dear poetess!

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Richard Wlodarski 16 August 2021

Maria, this profound and heart-wrenching poem should be must-reading for students of all ages and in all countries. I am respectfully suggesting that you send a copy to Prime Minister Trudeau to remind him to honour his promise to Gord Downie.

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Richard Wlodarski 16 August 2021

Evil and harm from racism personified. Maria, congratulations on having written such a heart-wrenching, profound and very timely poem!

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Leeann Azzopardi 10 December 2019

Maria, this poem is the saddest story of the residental schools I ever read. It has opened my eyes to the horror of not knowing yr culture or language

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Laurna Tallman 14 February 2015

Thank you, Maria Campbell. I am editing an anthology of essays about Aboriginals by Aboriginals. This poem powerfully and succinctly conveys similar truths. I also write poetry; sometimes, I hope, as usefully.

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