David Groulx

But we are not horses
 
We wear our harnesses like horses
roped and anchored
but we are not horses
 
We walk high
dancing like horses’ shadows
on the roof
but we are not horses
 
The wind blowing
over our bodies
like horses
on the deep plain
but we were not horses
 
We were not horses
we were men
and we were worked like horses
 
 
 
David Groulx was raised in Elliot Lake Ontario. He is proud of his aboriginal roots, Anishnabe and French Canadian. He won the 3rd annual Poetry NOW Battle of the Bards. Read at the IFOA in Toronto & Barrie, (2011), International Ottawa Writers Festival (2012), and the Festival International de la Posie in Trois Riviers, QC. (2014). He also appeared on The Aboriginal Peoples Television Network APTN in 2001 and 2012. Was the Writer-in-Residence foe openbook.com Toronto for November 2012. His poetry has been translated into both French and Ojibwa. Red River Review nominated his poetry for the Pushcart Prize in 2012. One Throne Magazine nominated his poetry for the National Magazine Awards in 2014. His poetry has appeared in over 170 magazines in 15 countries. He lives in Ottawa Ontario Canada.