My Dinosaur
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With luminous and lucid writing, Turcot excavates the fossil gaze of his father in an elated elegy composed of poems both tensed and open, minimalist and talkative, serious and droll, alternating the voice and writings of the father with the fictions and assemblies of the son-reminding us that a man's story can only be told by assembling the shreds and bits that have been accumulated over the course of our lives.
As a prolonged metaphor for the endurance of memory, Turcot's meticulous assembly in My Dinosaur is a tribute to all our Dads.
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My Dinosaur - François Turcot
MY DINOSAUR
My Dinosaur
François Turcot
translated by Erín Moure
BookThug 2016
FIRST ENGLISH EDITION
PUBLISHED ORIGINALLY UNDER THE TITLE: MON DINOSAURE
© LA PEUPLADE AND FRANÇOIS TURCOT, 2013
ENGLISH TRANSLATION AND AFTERWORD
© 2016 BY ERÍN MOURE
COVER IMAGE © DIANE CHISHOLM
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or any information storage or retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.
The production of this book was made possible through the generous assistance of the Canada Council for the Arts and the Ontario Arts Council. BookThug also acknowledges the support of the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund.
We acknowledge the financial support of the Government of Canada through the National Translation Program for Book Publishing, an initiative of the Roadmap for Canada’s Official Languages 2013-2018: Education, Immigraption, Communities, for our translation activities.
LIBRARY AND ARCHIVES CANADA
CATALOGUING IN PUBLICATION
Turcot, François, 1977-
[Mon dinosaure. English]
My dinosaur / François Turcot ; Erín Moure, translator. — First English edition.
Translation of: Mon dinosaure.
Poems.
Issued in print and electronic formats.
ISBN 978-1-77166-230-7 (PAPERBACK).—ISBN 978-1-77166-231-4 (HTML).—
ISBN 978-1-77166-232-1 (PDF).—ISBN 978-1-77166-233-8 (MOBI)
I. Mouré, Erin, 1955–, translator II. Title. III. Title: Mon dinosaure.
English.
PS8639.U66M6613 2016 C841’.6 C2016-900585-2
C2016-900586-0
for my dinosaur of a Dad
parked behind
The Cinnamon Shops
Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Hold Tight, Let Go
Six Weeks Before the Shades
Meteors
A Red Line
Prehistories
The Deeps
The Box of Whalebones
Si Moure traduit Turcot: A Book of Hours becomes a Book of Ours
Our Dinosaurs
Author’s Acknowledgements
Translator’s Acknowledgements
About the Author
Colophon
Hold Tight, Let Go
That was my verdict, six weeks before the shades.
January had burst December open. I said let go, stockstill and concocting questions. Reminding myself a man’s heart can’t be bared with just one hand.
Scinded, our words repeat. I heard hold tight, let go, standing like a man pitched forward. Weight on one leg.
Killing winter in our kitchens, staring at icy roads, I said let go. Dialled his number. At his window in another city, a man answered.
A voice rose up. Full,