"The third book in Tommy Pico's Teebs trilogy, Junk is a breakup poem in couplets: ice floe and hot lava, a tribute to Janet Jackson and nacho cheese. In the static that follows the loss of a job or an apartment or a boyfriend, what can you grab onto for orientation? The narrator wonders what happens to the sense of self when the illusion of security has been stripped away. And for an indigenous person, how do these lost markers of identity echo larger cultural losses and erasures in a changing...
In his new and selected, Jim Barnes crafts bliss from the urgent and allusive with an enigmatic voice that is often mysterious. A CHOCTAW CHIEF HELPS PLAN A FESTIVAL IN MEMORY OF PUSHMATAHA'S BIRTHDAY We know he liked chock beer and watermelon and raced sleek ponies in the dead of night. We'll give him that. We'll have to open up the valley to whites and those Chickasaws, or it's sure no go. But we'll keep it pure. . . A lot depends on image. Use your masks. Don't...
Blind Pumper at the Well, Poems from My Eightieth Year, evokes my "primitive" American Indian childhood and young manhood, and it evokes my awareness of modern life, my experience of war and the experience of others. The book is an affirmation of a peaceful life and a life lived in harmony with Nature. It evokes love, that between men and women and that among all human beings. It evokes my awareness of my 80 years of life and my coming death.
Corpse Whale (Sun Tracks: An American Indian Literary)
by Dg Nanouk Okpik
She draws from the Native American tradition of praising the land and the spirit, the realities of American culture, and the concept of feminine individuality.
