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Inderjit Deogun is a University of Toronto graduate. To date, she has also completed a number of publishing courses at Ryerson University. Inderjit has worked as an editorial assistant and is currently in the pursuit of a career in children’s publishing. She enjoys being lost in the pages of a book and closing its covers only to open them again. Inderjit is a dedicated and detail-oriented individual who thrives in a creative environment. Her passion for the written word drives her to carve out a place of her own in the publishing landscape.
1. “The Moment”

50 Book Pledge | Book #22: We Live in Water by Jess Walter

In honour of National Poetry Month and Earth Day, on Monday, April 22, I present “The Moment” from Morning in the Burned House by Margaret Atwood.

The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, I own this,

is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can’t breathe.

No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round.


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