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Earthquake weather : poems / Janice Gould.
A collection by an Indian poetess from California. In Blood Sisters, she writes: "I told you about the Maidu song my mother sang / in a scale I could never learn, / and about the tree on an old dirt road / where the white men lynched my people. / ... / We glance at one another / fall silent. / Americans do not know these things / nor do they want to know."
Record details
- ISBN: 0816516103 (cloth : alk. paper)
- ISBN: 9780816516100 (cloth : alk. paper)
- ISBN: 0816516308 (paper : alk. paper)
- ISBN: 9780816516308 (paper : alk. paper)
- Physical Description: xv, 87 p. ; 23 cm.
- Publisher: Tucson : University of Arizona Press, c1996.
Content descriptions
- Formatted Contents Note:
- Mornings are like this -- Ants -- Sunday mornings -- Blood sisters -- What happened to my anger -- Evening news -- Friday evening -- Outside language -- The day of the dead -- This energy in which we exist -- Questions about the soul -- Alphabet -- Nightfall -- Saturday morning -- Trying to hold on -- The sixties -- Thursdays -- Berkeley life -- Easter sunday -- My father -- Our house -- A journey -- Mama's girl -- Burdens of the heart -- Companion -- When I lived by the river -- Snow -- I learn a lesson about our society -- Amorcita -- Earthquake weather -- Your least good lover -- On Point Reyes -- A flirtation -- Late summer in the Sierra -- Days without you.
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- 1 of 1 copy available at Northwest Indian College.
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| Location | Call Number / Copy Notes | Barcode | Shelving Location | Status | Due Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Lummi Library | PS 3557 .O862 E27 1996 | 266915 | Stacks | Reshelving | - |
| Mornings are like this | ||
| Ants | ||
| Sunday mornings | ||
| Blood sisters | ||
| What happened to my anger | ||
| Evening news | ||
| Friday evening | ||
| Outside language | ||
| The day of the dead | ||
| This energy in which we exist | ||
| Questions about the soul | ||
| Alphabet | ||
| Nightfall | ||
| Saturday morning | ||
| Trying to hold on | ||
| The sixties | ||
| Thursdays | ||
| Berkeley life | ||
| Easter sunday | ||
| My father | ||
| Our house | ||
| A journey | ||
| Mama's girl | ||
| Burdens of the heart | ||
| Companion | ||
| When I lived by the river | ||
| Snow | ||
| I learn a lesson about our society | ||
| Amorcita | ||
| Earthquake weather | ||
| Your least good lover | ||
| On Point Reyes | ||
| A flirtation | ||
| Late summer in the Sierra | ||
| Days without you. |