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Native Poem-A-Day #1 The first poem I wanted to read for my Native Poem-A-Day project is Joy Harjo’s “Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings.” The title of this caught my eye first, and I purchased her b…

Day 1 of a different Indigenous-authored #poem a day

“Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings” by #JoyHarjo

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This listicle poem reads like a biblical verse. The word “remember” calls us out of the prison of the present (which sometimes feels like heaven!) and into a deeper sense of belonging.
#Poetry #Poem #PoetrySky #JoyHarjo #NativePoetry #Literature #Reading #IndigenousPoetry #PoetryCommunity #Poets

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“I have heard trees talking, long after the sun has gone down:
Imagine what would it be like to dance close together
In this land of water and knowledge . . .
To drink deep what is undrinkable”
Joy Harjo (2015)
#photography #tree #trunk #mouth #wood #poetry #JoyHarjo #NaturePhotography #PotD

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Joy Harjo and Tracy K. Smith – Pursuing deep thinking and moral imagination, social courage and joy, to renew inner life, outer life, and life together. A nonprofit media and public life initiative.

Poetry as healing. Two poet laureates talk with Krista Tippet about how we step away (or through?) the fear, the othering. An inspiring conversation, with gorgeous poetry. #poetry #inspiration #JoyHarjo #TracyKSmith

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An American Sunrise: Poems by Joy Harjo A stunning new volume from the first Native American Poet Laureate of the United States, informed...

Currently Reading #Books #BookSky📚💙🦋 #IndigenousLit #Poetry #History #Race #JoyHarjo

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This poem is an ode to our shared human predicament—both lowly and holy. May we bear it together with relish and reverence.

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The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.

The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.

We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.

It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women.

At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts of lovers.

Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with us at our poor falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back together once again at the table.

This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun.

Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place to hide in the shadow of terror. A place to celebrate the terrible victory.

We have given birth on this table, and have prepared our parents for burial here.

At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks.

Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.

The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live. The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on. We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it. It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women. At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts of lovers. Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with us at our poor falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back together once again at the table. This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun. Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place to hide in the shadow of terror. A place to celebrate the terrible victory. We have given birth on this table, and have prepared our parents for burial here. At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks. Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.

#Poetry
#Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#JoyHarjo

Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo

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Second volet de la journée d'études sur l'œuvre de #JoyHarjo, toujours autant de monde. Merci aux élèves du lycée Montaigne de Bordeaux, venus en force.

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U.S. Poet Laureate Joy Harjo’s new book couldn't have come at a better time. “Girl Warrior: On Coming of Age” is a guide for finding courage and coming into yourself, even in the darkest of days. Catch Harjo on the show today at 5:00 p.m. ET: bit.ly/49sHACt

#JoyHarjo #GirlWarrior #Poetry

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"We always laugh, even about the worst. That's when we laugh hardest." #JoyHarjo

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"To speak, at whatever the cost, is to become empowered rather than victimized by destruction."
#JoyHarjo @bubmontaigne.bsky.social @ubmontaigne.bsky.social
Lundi 24 novembre. Événement ouvert au public.

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"To hear poetry in person is to experience poetry as it is traditionally meant to be experienced... To speak is to bring into being. Poetry can bring rain, make someone fall in love, can hold the grief of a nation."
Venez à la rencontre de #JoyHarjo, lundi 24 novembre, @ubmontaigne.bsky.social

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Petit rappel. Venez nombreuses et nombreux! #ESR
Reminder: #JoyHarjo in Bordeaux!

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In honor of #NativeAmericanHeritageMonth, we will highlight Indigenous artists who inspire us. We celebrate these artists and their nations and tribes. Today, we recognize Joy Harjo (Muscogee Nation). She is an internationally renowned performer 🎷 and writer 📚.
#JoyHarjo #MuscogeeNation

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A Map to the Next World In the last days of the fourth world I wished to make a map for those who would climb through the hole in the sky. We no longer know the names of the birds here, how to speak to them by their personal...

"The map must be of sand and can’t be read by ordinary light. It
must carry fire to the next tribal town, for renewal of spirit."

www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49621/...

#poetry #JoyHarjo

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I lay at the feet of desire for years.
Then I heard this song, calling me.
It was a woman in a red dress, It was a man with a gun in his hand.
It was a table filled with fruit and flowers.
It was a fox of fire, a bird of stone.
Then, it was gone.
What was left disintegrated by rain and wind
I […]

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I was desire's dog.
I ate when I was fed. I did what I was told.
I knew how to sit, stand and roll over on command.
When I was petted, I was made whole.
Even when I dreamed, I dreamed a chain around my neck.
Desire is a bone with traces of fat.
It's the wag smell of a bitch in heat.
It's that […]

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Recognize whose lands these are on which we stand. Ask the deer, turtle, and the crane. Make sure the spirits of these lands are respected and treated with goodwill. The land is a being who remembers everything. You will have to answer to your children, and their children, and theirs— The red shimmer of remembering will compel you up the night to walk the perimeter of truth for understanding...

By listening we will understand who we are in this holy realm of words.

— Joy Harjo from the poem Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings

Alt-text: Abstract red and black background with a poem by Joy Harjo in white text. Transcribed Text: Recognize whose lands these are on which we stand. Ask the deer, turtle, and the crane. Make sure the spirits of these lands are respected and treated with goodwill. The land is a being who remembers everything. You will have to answer to your children, and their children, and theirs— The red shimmer of remembering will compel you up the night to walk the perimeter of truth for understanding... By listening we will understand who we are in this holy realm of words. — Joy Harjo from the poem Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings

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Abstract red and black background with a poem by Joy Harjo in white text.

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Recognize whose lands these are on which we stand. Ask the deer, turtle, and the crane. Make sure the spirits of these lands are respected and treated with goodwill. The land is a being who remembers everything. You will have to answer to your children, and their children, and theirs— The red shimmer of remembering will compel you up the night to walk the perimeter of truth for understanding...

By listening we will understand who we are in this holy realm of words.

— Joy Harjo from the poem Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings

Alt-text: Abstract red and black background with a poem by Joy Harjo in white text. Transcribed Text: Recognize whose lands these are on which we stand. Ask the deer, turtle, and the crane. Make sure the spirits of these lands are respected and treated with goodwill. The land is a being who remembers everything. You will have to answer to your children, and their children, and theirs— The red shimmer of remembering will compel you up the night to walk the perimeter of truth for understanding... By listening we will understand who we are in this holy realm of words. — Joy Harjo from the poem Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings

#indigenous #indigenousday #joyharjo #poetry

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"The kitchen table was a university of knowledge especially when it was filled with neighbors and relatives who shared food and stories" (Girl Warrior, 27).
Venez à la rencontre de #JoyHarjo le 24 novembre à @ubmontaigne.bsky.social

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SAVE THE DATE! Le 24 novembre 2025, l'immense poète #JoyHarjo sera à Bordeaux et se verra remettre le titre de docteur honoris causa par @ubmontaigne.bsky.social. La cérémonie est publique. A ne pas manquer !

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Remember the sky that you were born under,
know each of the star’s stories.
Remember the moon, know who she is.
Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the
strongest point of time. Remember sundown
and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their
tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them,
listen to them. They are alive poems.
Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the
origin of this universe.
Remember you are all people and all people
are you.
Remember you are this universe and this
universe is you.
Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you.
Remember language comes from this.
Remember the dance language is, that life is.
Remember.

Remember the sky that you were born under, know each of the star’s stories. Remember the moon, know who she is. Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the strongest point of time. Remember sundown and the giving away to night. Remember your birth, how your mother struggled to give you form and breath. You are evidence of her life, and her mother’s, and hers. Remember your father. He is your life, also. Remember the earth whose skin you are: red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth brown earth, we are earth. Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are alive poems. Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the origin of this universe. Remember you are all people and all people are you. Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. Remember language comes from this. Remember the dance language is, that life is. Remember.

#Poetry
#Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#JoyHarjo

Remember by Joy Harjo

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Calling the Spirit Back Joy Harjo · I Pray for My Enemies · Song · 2021


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Joy Harjo:
🎵 Calling the Spirit Back

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A social post from @lifeboatacademy which says: "Remember that you are all people and that all people are you." — Joy Harjo

A social post from @lifeboatacademy which says: "Remember that you are all people and that all people are you." — Joy Harjo

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Don’t bother the earth spirit who lives here. She is working on a story. It is the oldest story in the world and it is delicate, changing. If she sees you watching she will invite you in for coffee, give you warm bread, and you will be obligated to stay and listen. But this is no ordinary story. You will have to endure earthquakes, lightning, the deaths of all those you love, the most blinding beauty. It’s a story so compelling you may never want to leave; this is how she traps you. See that stone finger over there? That is the only one who ever escaped.

Don’t bother the earth spirit who lives here. She is working on a story. It is the oldest story in the world and it is delicate, changing. If she sees you watching she will invite you in for coffee, give you warm bread, and you will be obligated to stay and listen. But this is no ordinary story. You will have to endure earthquakes, lightning, the deaths of all those you love, the most blinding beauty. It’s a story so compelling you may never want to leave; this is how she traps you. See that stone finger over there? That is the only one who ever escaped.

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#JoyHarjo

Don't Bother the Earth Spirit by Joy Harjo

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Listen to the Clouds Head in the Clouds Amherst is a community of people who are fascinated by life, weather, clouds, nature, and all the places that take our breath away.

"When I began to listen to poetry… I began to listen to what the clouds had to say." ~ Joy Harjo

Brittany Wolcott caught this sky in Maine—clouds, light, and water speaking all at once.

Read more on the blog: bit.ly/3UwkOAU

#HeadInTheCloudsAmherst #JoyHarjo #Cloudspotting

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Can't wait!!!

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@joyharjoforreal rocks!!!

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“I now understand how a whole country can drink/
From the waters of illusion and go down.”

#JoyHarjo
“Overwhelm”
@newyorker. 6.23.25

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