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Song for the Deer and Myself to Return On by Joy Harjo

In A favorite poem, Not written by me, Poetry on March 10, 2011 at 10:52 pm

This morning when I looked out the roof window

before dawn and a few stars were still caught

in the fragile weft of ebony night

I was overwhelmed. I sang the song Louis taught me:

a song to call the deer in Creek, when hunting,

and I am certainly hunting something as magic as deer

in this city far from the hammock of my mother’s belly.

It works, of course, and deer came into this room

and wondered at finding themselves

in a house near downtown Denver.

Now the deer and I are trying to figure out a song

to get them back, to get all of us back,

because if it works I’m going with them.

And it’s too early to call Louis

and nearly too late to go home.


Skinny (still sort of a rough draft)

In Uncategorized on March 7, 2011 at 12:55 am

He promises love,
anything in between
it seems like enough
but I’m not skinny.

He doesn’t date around
but he’s been there before,
he’s been in beds,
he’s able to “score.”

He doesn’t sleep around
but he’s done “enough.”
I’m not up-to-par
if I’m not starving myself.

I’ve never been raw
or completely real,
I’ve never been skinny,
I accept it as God’s deal.

I write letters,
never mailed,
“I won’t be naked,
until completely thin.”