#richard wagamese

[rubypomegranates]

“I understood then that when you miss a thing it leaves a hole that only the thing you miss can fill."

Richard Wagamese “Indian Horse”

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Voting ended onSep 3, 2025

[the-hearth-and-the-wild]

She had a way of brushing her hair back from her face with one hand, slowly, using the tips of her fingers, closing her eyes briefly, and he was entranced by that. The sheer pleasure she took in it.

Richard Wagamese, Medicine Walk

[raptorladylover6969]

So I’m reading Indian Horse, and I’m not even halfway through the book and already crying.

Yap session below cut (TW mentions of suicide, child abuse, neglect, and maltreatment. This is a book about the horrors of indian residential schools so it’s very graphic.)

The parallel of Saul describing the land his people resided on with such descriptive language, comparing the land to the actual appearance of Ojibway peoples to showcase the connection they have with the land, and then when he gets taken to Saint Jerome’s Indian Residential School and his descriptions of the school itself become more bland and have less passion than how he was describing his home has me TWEAKING oh my god

AND chapter 14 specifically stood out because it’s currently the shortest chapter in the book being only one page, and it’s just Saul describing the horrors he witnessed in the residential school, the kids dying of either tuberculosis, or committing suicide.

That one little girl that shoved rocks into her pockets and drowned herself in the river especially stood out to me, because there was one part in the earlier chapters where the kids would sneak out of the school, go to the same river, and watch the salmon spawning and just grab the salmon and rub the slime they left behind on their faces. They did it for comfort, and I guess because majority of Indigenous cultures and practices, especially in the areas this book took place, relied on fish like salmon for survival, and the salmon also holds cultural significance. For that girl to drown herself in that same river, it was not just an escape from the pain and torture of the residential school, it was almost like she was trying to escape back home, and be whole with the land. Residential schools were built to do the opposite; “take care of the indian problem” and eradicate Indigenous culture. That little girl’s death holds much more meaning than what it seems.

imma crashout

[prosedumonde]

Des matinées qui, à cause du silence, n’en finissaient plus. Des journées colmatées de silence comme la boue et la paille fourrées dans les fentes entre les planches pour empêcher le vent frais de s’y engouffrer. Le silence vivait dans son visage, était présent dans ses pas et ses mains quand elle le touchait, lui. Le silence devint la silhouette qu’il voyait se déplacer dans les champs et les prés à la lumière du soir. 

Richard Wagamese, Les étoiles s'éteignent à l'aube (Medicine Walk)

[christinadrag0n]

Based of the book “Indian Horse” by Richard Wagamese.

This was all painted by me in acrylic paint, this was for an assignment. There was a bunch of things that I wanted to fix but I had a time limit.

The two characters in the middle are both Saul Indian Horse, the younger and older version.

I painted this all the way back in January.

[a-typical]

I only knew that I would run and that I would always continue running because I’d learned by then that it was far easier to leave if you never truly arrived in the first place.

- Indian Horse, Richard Wagamese

[countercurrentexchange]

Yall, today something became real which has thus far been only a dream and a wish…. I was given the HONOR of naming a Bald Eagle eaglet. And what’s more… REUNITING her with her INDIGENOUS NAME!!!

I have been following a new, mostly unknown, local nest very closely- I first saw it November 2024, I reported it as an active nest in february this year, and I have been making many visits to check on the adults and eaglet 🥹♥️

I’ve been calling the eagles at the nest “Migizi”, an Indigenous name for bald eagles from Ojibwemowin, or, Anishinaabemowin- the languages of the Anishinaabe and Ojibwe Indigenous peoples. I’ve heard this name many times in the stories of Richard Wagamese, and I remember and think about his teachings whenever I go out to see the Migizis ♥️🥹 And today, that small gesture was made into something much bigger. The adults have already been named by a local photographer, but I posted on our local eagle page about their eaglet having fledged (way to go migizi!!!🥹♥️), and the name Migizi has really caught on and been reaffirmed!! Even by the photographer who named the adults!!!!

It’s looking like we’ve done it!!! We’ve really named the eaglet Migizi!!!!!!!! WE REALLY DID ITTT!!!!!