Wednesday, March 25, 2009
The Last Light
Twilight
The sun falls behind
The succulence of cloud.
Our coming, our leaving
Another day, another night.
Water sprays
From the crest
Of a fluorite wave.
The head tips slightly
Forward,
Leading the torrent
Of motion
One after the other,
Capping to the shore.
Breaking, as grief
Pushes on ahead.
The last light
Shallows in her absence.
Turning, twisting,
Now just an imprint
Where my feet touched earth.
Trading breath,
Leaves flutter
In the waning day,
Seared by the rising
Breath of heaven.
Like so many before,
So many after,
Who will be here
To sing
When I
Am gone?
© 2009 Carolyn Dunn
The sun falls behind
The succulence of cloud.
Our coming, our leaving
Another day, another night.
Water sprays
From the crest
Of a fluorite wave.
The head tips slightly
Forward,
Leading the torrent
Of motion
One after the other,
Capping to the shore.
Breaking, as grief
Pushes on ahead.
The last light
Shallows in her absence.
Turning, twisting,
Now just an imprint
Where my feet touched earth.
Trading breath,
Leaves flutter
In the waning day,
Seared by the rising
Breath of heaven.
Like so many before,
So many after,
Who will be here
To sing
When I
Am gone?
© 2009 Carolyn Dunn
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
A new Coyote Speaks review...
...from Children's Literature magazine.
Children's Literature
This generously sized and exquisitely presented mix of original poetry, retold traditional stories and linking commentary is an answer from within Native America to two centuries of decontextualized appropriation of story. Of the more than 500 tribes of North America, nearly 50 find expression in this meticulously crafted collection that opens windows onto indigenous traditions while avoiding the pitfalls of essentialism. The stories are contained within chapters focused on medicine people, word magic, creation, the magic of art and artifacts, hero figures, guardians of wild places, trickster and related animal characters, and stories from tribal memories. A final chapter looks forward, addressing mythmaking in the 21st century. Within each content area, however, the lines between story and commentary are gently blurred, so that form and content both reflect societies with story at their heart. Even the introduction begins with brief text that erases distinctions between what we=2 0think of as real and imaginary, then moves through a Cherokee ballgame story and concludes with this reminder: "When we walk the lands of these stories in our imaginations, it is vital to understand that we are guests and need to tread softly." The retellings are simple, vital, fluid and direct, each in a style fitting to the story. Some like the transformation tales are short and pointed. Others like "The Daughter of Sun" span vast periods of mythic time, so we can feel the sweep of the storyteller's prose. Still others such as "Song of the World" (Pima) employ both prose and song. Here the tale moves from its launching in primordial time, through the journey of the first man, and then in a swift one-twoconclusion, arrives right into the reader's here and now: "He picked up the sun and placed it in the sky, and it is still there, just as he made it." Parchment-effect pages showcase the rendering by Berk of selected petroglyphs. The book is additionally enriched by the incorporation of a range of artwork from photographs of southwestern kachinas and bone artifacts from the Arctic, to stunning contemporary art such as Hazel Merritt's iconic painting of a satellite dish with a Navajo wedding basket design on it. As an example of how text and form are perfectly married, the facing page carries a poem titled "Beautyway" that evokes both the Dine ceremony and the troubled ecology and history of the Four Corners region. Back matter contains a list of tribes and nations mentioned in the book, a select bibliography, a note on sources, extensive illustration credits and an index. In all, Coyote Speaks is a gift offered up with a delicate and caring touch, inviting both young readers and adults to explore its pages again and again. Reviewer: Uma Krishnaswami
