Friday January 28 on the Rez, Chinle, AZ.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Another Navajo Day: It's All Material
Friday January 28 on the Rez, Chinle, AZ.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Stuff I Collect: Earrings
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Interview with the Author...ME!
Friday, January 13, 2012
Remembering Haiti
IMAGINE HAITI
The sky is blue.
The earth begins to shake,
you tremble and bounce
like brightly colored beads
in the braided hair of the girl walking
Before you can think,
your house has fallen down.
The girl has disappeared
in clouds of gray dust
you cannot breath
in the sudden dark, black like night,
your family is missing,
or trapped, or dying, or dead or gone,
your mother, your father your child.
There is no air
no food no water.
All the people
crawling over rubble.
The maggots crawl on rotting flesh,
Calling your name
your grandmother two floors below
don’t be afraid of death,
her whispers fade, to silence
a voice you do not understand,
claws the cracks with fingers
coming to get you.
Calling you.
Bon Dieu is calling you
until you can no longer hear,
until they bulldoze
you into a grave.
The earth trembles again.
Three colored beads shiver
on shattered cement.
The singing in the streets;
Praise to God and Haiti.
Singing in the streets!
Because that is all that is left,
how you will survive
this day.
Walk and sing and sing.
You sing until your throat is raw.
Until you can no longer speak.
Blood spills from your lips.
You sing and no one will hear
And still you sing.
They call it looting,
You have not eaten for two days
or maybe three. Four. Five. Six.
But you are used to that.
They shoot you in the street when you take
some water, a sack of rice.
You sleep in the street
and the earth shakes again.
And again. The earth will never.
Stop. Shaking.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
More about Resolutions for a Better Writing Life
In my last blog about New Years resolutions I made it simple...