Surfacing
Stefanie Kirby

I woke up afraid I'd bled through the skin of my body. The furniture wept at the sight of all that blood. Breakfast: egg, berries bloodied, thawed. The egg softened into an eye. It spit pits & pieces. It held itself above its melt like a head. To go under again would be to drown, to become eye- less like pearls, a mattress, a womb. It's hard to eat everything at once. lt's hard to pull sheets tight under a body that shifts & turns bloodless.

from the journal WEST BRANCH
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Brown University Acquires Joy Harjo’s Papers

"The collection of personal papers includes drafts of poetry, memoirs, plays and other writing, published works, photographs, journals, material related to events and speaking engagements, emails, social media posts, correspondence with family, friends and colleagues, and scripts from the television show about Indigenous teenagers in Oklahoma, 'Reservation Dogs,' in which Harjo appeared."

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Matthew Tuckner on Ecopoetry Now


"Donnelly’s work has always been in conversation with Keats, but it is here, through Chariot’s strictness of form, that Donnelly broaches on what Keats called the 'egotistical sublime,' the notion that there is a direct correlation between 'voice' and environment. Form molds and directs the thinking in these poems, “This Is the Assemblage” included. Yet form also becomes a stricture to push against in these poems, further articulating the question asked by Whitman that Donnelly enlists as the book’s epigraph: 'to be in any form, what is that?'"
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