POETS OF THE MONTH DAY 14: Rita Wong

For Poetry Month, I’d like to bring to your attention poets that I’ve loved.

Today, it’s Rita Wong:

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Her wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rita_Wong

An interview with her:

http://www.openbooktoronto.com/greatcanadianwriterscraft/blog/great_canadian_writers_craft_interview_rita_wong

http://canlit.ca/canlitpoets/poets/rita_wong

Her poetry:

*http://blogs.eciad.ca/ritawong/?page_id=5

http://www.poetryinvoice.com/poems/fluorine

* J28
by Rita Wong

last year, i never imagined we would be

round dancing in Glenmore Landing

round dancing in Chinook Centre

round dancing in Olympic Plaza

round dancing in Metrotown

round dancing in West Edmonton Mall

round dancing outside the Cayuga courthouse

round dancing on Akwesasne

round dancing on Strombo

*

huychexa!

mahsi cho!

welalin!

*

drumming at Waterfront Station

drumming at the United Nations

drumming at Columbia University

drumming at Granville & Georgia

drumming at Dalhousie University

drumming at the Peace Arch

drumming on Wellington Street

drumming on Lubicon lands

drumming in Owen Sound

drumming in Thunder Bay

drumming in Somba K’e

drumming in Chicago

drumming in Chilliwack

drumming in Kitimat

*

taking a much needed pause for thought

on tarsands Highway 63

on the 401

on CN rail tracks

with Aamjiwnaang courage

a human river on Ambassador Bridge

time to stop & respect

remember we are all treaty people

unless we live on unceded lands

where rude guests can learn to be better ones

by repealing C45, for starters

*

we have to stand together in many places all at once

J11, J16, J28

Indigenous spring

Eighth Fire summer

autumn wisdom

winter sleep to

renew Indigenous spring

again & again

*

it is Gandhi we need to align ourselves with

Gandhi and Gaia and Vandana and Maude and marbled murrelets and mycorrhizal mats

Winona and Ward and Jaggi and Arundhati and phytoplankton and peregrine falcons

Naomi and Oren and Toghestiy and Jeannette and Lee and bittermelon and bees

Percy and Shiv and Jack and Elizabeth and chrysanthemum greens and canola, now radiated

Yoko and Yes Men and Chrystos and Dionne and dolphins and prairie dogs

Theresa and Melina and Pamela and Rosa and salmon and cedar

Wab and Harsha and Clayton and Eriel and eider ducks and water bears

Takaiya and Roxanna and Glen and David and wolves and whales

there is a time for pies and there is a time for rocks and beavers and snowy plovers

there is a time for poems and a time for rifles and coral reefs and caribou

there is also a time for the Haudenosaune Wampum Belt

two rivers running side by side

(as long as one party doesn’t try to dam and mine and kill the other’s river)

and a time for spinning wheels

it is Super Barrio, who stopped 10,000 evictions in Mexico, who I look to

it is the Zapatistas, the Mohawks, the KI, the Lhe Lin Liyin

the Mother Earth Water Walkers, the 20-year-olds suddenly in Parliament, the grannies and the grandkids

it is the children I will never see, but who I hope will live and drink clean, wild water

*********

with gratitude to Chief Spence, whose life I celebrate and honour

Her books:

http://www.nightwoodeditions.com/title/forage

http://www.amazon.com/Monkeypuzzle-Rita-Wong/dp/0889740887

http://catalogue.library.ryerson.ca/record=b1880795

Enjoy more poetry and walk the talk.

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