Hope Matters

Lee Maracle, Columpa Bobb, Tania Carter

• Editorial: Book*hug Press
• Año: 2019
• ISBN:
  9781771664981
• Categoría: Literatur
• Categoría: Poesie

Throughout their youth, Columpa Bobb and Tania Carter wrote poetry with their mother, award-winning author Lee Maracle. The three always dreamed that one day they would write a book together. This book is the result of that dream.

The wide-ranging poems in Hope Matters focus on the journey of Indigenous peoples from colonial beginnings to reconciliation. But they also document a very personal journey—that of a mother and her two daughters.

Written collaboratively, Hope Matters offers a blend of three distinct and exciting voices that come together in a shared song of hope and reconciliation.

chapter 1
raven created romance

I Am Older Now

Falling in love is a misnomer

We rise in it, flying high

Witless about the drop

I am older now

I rise in it sooner

Fly much higher

The drop is farther

It is the landing I mind

LM

The Beginning of the World

Long, long ago,

before anything was,

save only the heavens,

from the seat of a golden throne

Sun God looked out on Moon Goddess

and found her beautiful.

Hour after hour,

with hopeless love,

he watched the spot where, at evening,

she would sometimes come out to wander

through her silver garden

in the cool of the dusk.

Far he sent his gaze across the heavens

until the time came,

one day, when she returned his look of love,

turning eyes of wistful longing

toward her distant lover.

Their thoughts of love and longing

found each other,

they met halfway,

mingled,

hung suspended in space…

Thus: the beginning of the world.

LM

When the Sun Refuses to Give the Sky to Rain

Hungry charcoal clouds swoop down

devour whole mountains with a deep diaphanous kiss

And Sun, he hoards the sky sitting atop his desire

Water drops pound out a percussive lilt

pressing tin jazz symbols into the sea

with every drop of Rain’s plump liquid players

each penetrating push tickles, pulling whitecaps

onto the gelatinous skin of the Pacific

Sun blushing, screams

at his palpitating urge to enter

to possess her cool, soft, watery cells

Sun licks, groans at his palpable tumescence

burns Rain’s puckered bite into breathless steam

as he begs for her liquid silver to spend

and temper his worn and tortured heat

His discontent, hot and mounting

slides easily into her swollen silk seduction

feeds her full and pouting swells

with each burning star-thrust

And in the darkness, entangled in their wet hot storm

they find electricity

rage through the night and into each other

until they come into a wind-swept blindness

a moan spent and fragile

without the strength or desire to scream

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