The Woman Who Went to The Moon: Poems of Igloolik
poems by Rosemary Clewes

100 Pages
June 14, 2017
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The Woman Who Went to The Moon: Poems of Igloolik poems by Rosemary Clewes

The Woman Who Went to The Moon captures in poems, six days spent in the tiny community of Igloolik in the Arctic winter of January 2006. Ice-locked to the Melville Peninsula, Igloolik lies west of Baffin Island. This is the year of the Circumpolar Moon, where the full moon sweeps the heavens at the lowest point of its curve in its 18.6-year cycle. The poems are suffused with its light and the slow ebb of its celestial brightness in the days that follow, as the sun for first time in four months creeps over the horizon, heralding the approach of spring. The poems weave women’s igloo art, a community’s grief for teenage suicides, the immensity of landscape, and the tension between the Elder’s intuition and the outsiders’ science. Shifting between mythic tale-telling and the vibrancy of town life, these poems will speak to those for whom body, soul, and naming are not divisible.

The Woman Who Went to the Moon: Poems of Igloolik

Rosemary Clewes is a poet, nonfiction writer, photographer and artist. After many rich years as a social worker, a horsewoman, pianist, painter and printmaker, she settled for writing and poetry. Her extensive northern travel, forming a body of work in both poetry and prose, includes Once Houses Could Fly: Kayaking North of 79 Degrees (2012), and Thule Explorer: Kayaking North of 77 Degrees (2008). A crown of sonnets, also entitled "Thule Explorer" was nominated by The Malahat Review for the National Magazine Awards in 2006. In 2006, she was also a finalist in the CBC Literary Awards for the suite entitled, “Where Lemon Trees Bloom In Winter: Sojourn in Sicily.” A chapbook entitled Islands North and South is forthcoming. She has been published most recently in Arc Poetry Magazine, Descant Magazine, Queen’s Quarterly, The Dalhousie Review, Grain Magazine and The Fiddlehead. Living on the cusp of her personal frontiers is a recurring theme, and in prose and poetry she conducts a conversation with the land, seeking to understand her place in the larger order, and in the power and fragility of nature. She has rafted and kayaked some of the great rivers and fjords in western Canada and the Eastern Arctic. She lives in Toronto.


At Iqaluit Airport—longing for that first gulp of sub-zero air
I nip outside before the next flight
—waitaminute girl you’ve got to dress for it—unearth
toque balaclava fox-trim hood mitts tucked up
duck-down outwear welded against wind
and doubling girth
                           I lumber out into the snow-swirl
     throat ache & lovely
     blue air smoking—clouds mouthing words
—cigarettes ploughs taxis trucks skidoos running & humming—
air in my lungs like iced beer hits my gut in summer’s swelter
                                                                   better be nimble—
what can the plow-driver see wheeling his rig
in the arctic universe of the parking lot
heading my way—
                             through the fur-dimmed view
I tune in back-up beeps—accelerations—
ford the lot’s snow-sea rimmed in drifts

My feet punch out the cold snow

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