"Listen. Listen. Keep watching. Witnessing, and listening — these things are their own kind of hope."
No love in action too small.
Grateful for your writing. Time for me to revisit Carolyn Forché's book which I bought soon after it was first published on May 17, 1993. Thank you for bringing it to my attention in these current times. Just finished reading Wandering Stars, a novel by Tommy Orange, which goes further into the lives of the people in his first book There, There. Both explore generations of hope against all odds. And I'm reminded of Joy Harjo's anthology, When the Light of the World Was Subdued, Our Songs Came Through: A Norton Anthology of Native Nations Poetry
"Listen. Listen. Keep watching. Witnessing, and listening — these things are their own kind of hope."
No love in action too small.
Grateful for your writing. Time for me to revisit Carolyn Forché's book which I bought soon after it was first published on May 17, 1993. Thank you for bringing it to my attention in these current times. Just finished reading Wandering Stars, a novel by Tommy Orange, which goes further into the lives of the people in his first book There, There. Both explore generations of hope against all odds. And I'm reminded of Joy Harjo's anthology, When the Light of the World Was Subdued, Our Songs Came Through: A Norton Anthology of Native Nations Poetry
Thanks for this, Amanda! I haven't read Harjo's anthology yet! Reserving it at the library now. Thank you again.