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Poem of the DayBy Tacey M. AtsittyixThere I was, all spread out for the taking,bloomed wings waiting for wintersleet. It was a long season of drinking wholecreeks and nothing else. We churned desertinto desert. What I’m saying is, neither the desertrat nor damselfly can bear the...
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poemBy Wendy RoseFrom morning’s mouththe bones emerge,a prayer is whisperedover rounded horns;the prairie is beyondthe quivering humpand holy smoke sparklesreleased in the breath.Braided sweetgrass,be about their hooves;although the grip of hungerlies heavy on the land,let endless native grasses growamong the yellow stonesand...
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poemBy Joy Harjo
1. SET CONFLICT RESOLUTION GROUND RULES:
Recognize whose lands these are on which we stand.
Ask the deer, turtle, and the crane.
Make sure the spirits of these lands are respected and treated with goodwill.
The land is a being who remembers everything.
You will...
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poemBy Maxine KuminThe week in August you come home,adult, professional, aloof,we roast and carve the fatted calf—in our case home-grown pig, the chinegarlicked and crisped, the applesaucehand-pressed. Hand-pressed the greengage wine.Nothing is cost-effective here.The...
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poemBy Rowena Bastin BennettThanksgiving Day I like to seeOur cook perform her witchery.She turns a pumpkin into pieAs easily as you or ICan wave a hand or wink an eye.She takes leftover bread and muffinAnd changes them to turkey stuffin’.She changes cranberries to...
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By Joy Harjo
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By Ross Gay
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By Kathryn Starbuck
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By Diane di Prima
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By Anne Bradstreet
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collectionA selection of poets, poems, and articles exploring the Native American experience.
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The stories of immigrants, refugees, and exiles can tell the history of a nation.
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Exploring one of the most lasting styles of mid-century American poetry.
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poemBy Robin Richardson
She could live on chips on paint chips potato chips the poker chips he stacked in towers on the nightstand she could live in glass or underground or in his Cadillac she lived inside his head his cowboy boots she...
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poemBy Jennifer MilitelloDear sir, your air of authorityleaves me lost. Eases me froma place of ease. Contracts withmy contradictions to take from mea place. Autopilots my autobiography.Frightens my fright. Sighs withmy breath. Wins at my race.Your certainty has me curtained.Your nerve has...
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By Benjamin Voigt
Experiencing the idiosyncratic playfulness of one of America’s great poets.
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Poem GuideBy Ange Mlinko
The poet inhabits a dog and listens to his master’s voice.
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Poem GuideBy Stephanie Burt
Tracing the many conflicting meanings of the word "blood."
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