My rating (as always tbh) is more indicative of my enjoyment level than the quality of the book, since I’m such a poetry rookie that I’m in no position to judge that. I really try - I read them out loud, trying to get into the rhythm of them, but I often just find them too nebulous. I liked the themes addressed in the poems, themes well trodden by Belcourt in his memoir & short stories, but they don’t feel in any way repetitive or stale. Indigeneity, queerness, Canada’s colonial past (and present), and relationships. Other reviewers have described these poems as ‘cerebral’ and I think that’s perfect. Perhaps a little too intellectual for my tastes, but gorgeous writing and evocative.