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Martin Champoux

  • Member of Parliament
  • Member of Parliament
  • Bloc Québécois
  • Drummond
  • Quebec
  • Voting Attendance: 68%
  • Expenses Last Quarter: $108,134.67

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  • Mar/9/23 2:17:26 p.m.
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Mr. Speaker, I want to acknowledge in the House the great honour that Quebec writer Hélène Dorion just received. Throughout her prolific career she has already earned honours as prestigious as the Order of Canada and the Ordre national du Québec, and will now have her work Mes forêts studied as part of the university curriculum for poetry in France. She is not only the first Quebecker to receive such an honour, but she is the first woman of any nationality to see her work become part of the curriculum in her lifetime. Thousands of French students will dive into the words of the Hélène Dorion, become steeped in her poetry and share her wonderment at nature, an eternal source of inspiration for her, as evidenced by this passage from Mes forêts: my forests are ghost-filled atticsthey are the masts of stationary journeysa wind garden where collide the fruitof a season past heading back toward tomorrow Congratulations, Hélène Dorion.
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  • Dec/13/21 2:16:54 p.m.
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Mr. Speaker, 25 years ago, we lost Gaston Miron, the poet who captured the soul of the Quebec nation with his words. Unfairly imprisoned during the October crisis, Miron never sank into bitterness and violence. He knew that it is love that sets us free. In his works, Miron shows us that no one should be ashamed to evoke their past and their culture to give meaning to their condition. At a time when everyone is preoccupied with personal freedom, Miron instead shows us that the “we” is noble. He reconciles us to the idea of a shared destiny. He sincerely believed that it was in working towards becoming a country that the men and women of Quebec would find their purpose. Miron's L'homme rapaillé represents me, you, them and all of us finally united one day in a country that will be our own. It is at that moment that we will become, as he said so well, “ferocious beasts of hope”. Our dear poet, 25 years after you left us, your words still breathe life into the soul of this nation of people that to this day has yet to be born.
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