<p>Part family memoir, part poetry, part love letter to Newfoundland and its people, <i>The Bosun Chai</i>r is a lyrical exploration of how we are fortified by the places of our foremothers and forefathers and by how they endured.</p><p>Like 'ballycater,' the ice that gathers in harbours along the coast, Jennifer Bowering Delisle gathers fragments of history, family lore, and poetry—both her own and that of her great-grandparents—to tell stories of shipwrecks, war, resettlement, and men and women's labour in early twentieth-century Newfoundland. With deftness and haunting imagery, <i>The Bosun Chair</i> reveals the inherent gaps in ancestral history and the drive to understand a story that can never fully be told.</p>