An American Sunrise: Poems

TLDR: If you can “read” this as an audiobook read by the author herself, do it. You will not be disappointed.

When I majored in poetry, I will admit it was because I detested the fiction professor (yes, we only had one of each and believe it or not, they were married). And thinking on that education we received from the professor, the poems we read very much reflected her and her tastes. They were primarily white, incredibly “safe” authors, that were mostly identified as “classic” poets. You really wouldn't expect much else from a small Creative Writing department at a religious liberal arts college. So when I was challenged to not only read primarily BIPOC authors this month but also to read outside of my comfort zone in genre and modality... I went straight back to poetry. I haven't honestly read poetry since.... well.... that ill-advised Creative Writing degree.

There is this stunning beauty in the way Harjo mixes past and present, human and nature, song and verse. I can't pretend to know much of anything about the trials she has faced or the culture that is threatened but she tells the stories so beautifully. At one point while I was listening, she was both speaking and singing and the mix was haunting.

And as an identity nerd, I love everything about her stories and her verse. I love the idea that the past is still here, has a presence, and is a force. It is here and into the future... and it lives and breathes with its own life. She tells you the stories of her life and then pulls you out into the larger context of the nation in a way that not only tells you more about who she is, where she is, and her world but also about the identity of the whole people.

I highly, highly recommend listening to this if you can. It is so hauntingly beautiful.