By Magda Portal
Translated By Kathleen Weaver
I'm a sea since I could never have been a river
An unchanneled sea
of green merriments
and solitary depths…
An unchanneled sea
of green merriments
and solitary depths…
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- By Magda PortalTranslated By Kathleen WeaverToday everything
in this smoky love
seems false to me
from the two glazed pools of your eyes
where… - By Mei-mei Berssenbrugge1 Plants and rocks lay under night sky; ground is a subject of sky; the relation's a force.
I combine… - By Norla Cheemiss you calling me at work
leaving stupid jokes on my phone
like the one about the Arapaho, the Navajo… - By Milton Bluehouse IIThe night recedes as I prepare to journey toward dawn, towarddreamscapes of memory. Flashes of light…
- By Nia FranciscoNiha hastsoí, nihidzanii
‘álastsii’ nihich’į’ dah deidiijaa’
bílák’ee naazhjaa’go
nihich’į’ dah deidiijaa… - By Kinsale DrakeIn the years of scorched earth,
Kit Carson’s pale-knife face
bayonetting the sky, his blood thirst,
… - By Doug Gonzalezonly I stood in the rain with wet skin. I could taste the dew though it had not yet found my lips. …
- By Manny Loleyániid nahóółtą́
ániidigo
nahóółtą́ą
chxósh
chxósh
chxósh
chxósh
naanahóółtą́
k’ad
nááts… - By Cheyenne Dakota WilliamsAt the drive-thru line
at Taco Bell
in a parking lot
in Shiprock
I look out
from the backseat
and see… - By Nicole GonzalezTranslated By Nicole GonzalezAbínígo ch’iłbaa hózhóní
ch’ínádzi’,
Bí ch’ilátahózhóón nídiich’ah
dóó ádík’as,
Tłeé’go ch’łbaahózhóní
ná… - By Jalen Skye SmallcanyonUnder noon’s gaze, eyes narrow search for the prize wether, ensnared by rope and legs bound by azure…
- By Chris HoshnicDá’ák’eh ahooł’níi niłch’i doo naadą́ą́.
Naadą́ niłch’i
Doo Sodizin.
Niłchi adiin goo
Sodizin bee ’adoolnii… - By Shaina A. NezKéyah ‘ashdladiingo bił háhoodzooígíí Bidahnaat’a’í shił nilįįgo biniinaa bich’į ‘ádíshní Háálá ‘á…
- By Danielle Shandiin Emersonłeeshch’iih
across shitáá’
on the inside
of shilátsíín
from the
beesh bii’ ko’í
in the corner
of the
hogan.
My… - By Nicole GonzalezThe Spiritual Symbiotic Triad
White corn masa harina
puff up on the comal,
Calabacitas steaming
… - By Nicole GonzalezShould I have one more piece of frybread? Concentrate and ask againWill I ever live on the rez? Outlook…
- By Hershman JohnDear young Deer Spring and Towering Houses
Follow a Diné elder down a rabbit hole:
My Pembroke crest… - By Chris Hoshnicxxx
In the truck at his funeral time catches up to me / beaks me into
opaque-ness / a cog in the…
