Exploding Chippewas

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ISBN 978-0-8101-5123-9

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Publication Date
May 2002
Page Count
83 pages
Trim Size
6 x 9

Exploding Chippewas

Mark Turcotte


Everything this poet touches is volatile—the poet himself, the people and world around him, ideas and mythologies, the ghosts of memory and the dream of possible futures, all seem to burst into fragments. Mark Turcotte uses poetry to gather up the pieces—the shards of joy and grief, peace and doubt, strength and temptation, questions and answers—as he tries to define and rediscover what is lost when everyday life becomes explosive.

About the Author

Mark Turcotte (b. 1958) lived his early years on North Dakota's Turtle Mountain Reservation and grew up in and around Lansing, Michigan. He now lives and works in Fish Creek, Wisconsin. Turcotte was the recipient of the First Annual Gwendolyn Brooks Open-Mic Award. He was a Pushcart Prize nominee in 1998 and in 2000, and he received a Lannan Foundation Literary Completion Grant in 2001. His work has appeared in Prairie Schooner, Ploughshares, and Poetry, among other publications, and in 1998 he published a revised edition of his first book, The Feathered Heart (Michigan State University Press). A selection of his poems will soon appear in a bilingual French-English edition entitled La Chant de la Route (La Vague Verte, Paris).


"Mark Turcotte's poetry feels like something brand new in Native American literature, like the first step of an original and aboriginal journey. There are no forced apologies or faux confessions here, and no desperate and nostalgic reaches into the past. Turcotte is very present in these powerful and playful poems." —Sherman Alexie

"I find Mark Turcotte's work to be very harsh, but true. In an age where false sincerity is favored over art, Turcotte's work is a corrective. It is very strong and has won me as a fan." —Jim Harrison

"Mark Turcotte's work is powered by anger, hilarity, and an earthy tenderness that grabs the heart and won't let go." —Louise Erdrich