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Reflections in the Silver Cup

TO DRINK FROM THE SILVER CUP

Navajo Dam State Park

BOOK TOUR JOURNAL 7
EVENING IN TSEDAAK'AAN &
HOUSEKEEPING AT NAVAJO DAM STATE PARK



Yesterday evening in Tsedaak'aan was perfect. I spent most of the morning and afternoon with Gloria Emerson and her friend Marie cleaning and arranging indoor and outdoor spaces for our evening guests. Gloria was the executive director of the Native American Materials Development Center when I worked there, and her brother Larry, who lives next door, was a staff artist and writer. There was a period of time when I was traveling the world that we lost touch, but for the past six years, I have often spent time with Gloria, a painter, sculptor and writer. Larry, in the meantime, has become an educator and philosopher as well as a farmer. I was over visiting him and his son Mark, talking about religious and linguistic decolonization, when Gloria walked over to say some guests had arrived.

It turned out to be three members Read More 
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BOOK TOUR JOURNAL 6
SMALL-SPACE MOBILE LIVING



I love small spaces. I feel enclosed, as if I’m wrapped in a warm blanket. Not everyone likes that feeling, but I do. I’ve made the small space of Anna’s Bookmobile quite comfortable. My cot is a Swedish number with metal springs, and I’ve layered it with a foam mattress, my yoga mat, which is like a mini futon for solid support, topped by memory foam. There's plenty of storage space beneath the cot, including enough for 60 books. With my food bin, small cooler and portapotty, there’s still floor space, and I can  Read More 
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Pita's Beautiful Food

BOOK TOUR JOURNAL 5
MY FIRST READING



Sunday, August 21, saw me with a group of ten friends in the gorgeous rammed-earth home of my friends Pita and Dick McDonald in the Nacimiento Mountains. I’ve known Pita and Dick since Cheyenne joined Pita’s after-school Poetry and Drama class when she was in third grade. That was when we lived in Cuba, New Mexico, and the year was 1993. Pita was Cheyenne’s enormously creative teacher for the next two years, and became my colleague when I joined the Cuba Elementary and Middle Schools as the counselor. When Pita heard about my book tour, she immediately offered to host a reading, and it became my first one for To Drink from the Silver Cup.

We are in monsoon season in the Southwest, and Sunday was Read More 
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BOOK REVIEW
"O WAD SOME POW’R THE GIFTIE GIE US"



The Witching Voice: A Novel from the Life of Robert Burns. Arnold Johnston. San Antonio: Wings Press. 2009.

I was sweetly captured by the language, the Scots of Robert Burns, from the first time I was exposed to it in high school Brit Lit. And it was language that first seized me when I began reading Arnie Johnston’s The Witching Voice, a novel that spans the years 1784-1788 in the life of the national poet of Scotland. There is the lovely treat of Burns’s own melodic words—not only the poetry, referred to often as songs by his compatriots and sung, too—but his everyday speech filled with metaphor and lilt. There is also Johnston’s skillful and rich use of the dialect—never skimping with it, but employing it in such a way that reading it was effortless–not always the case with dialect. And then there is the language of narration, itself often of surpassing beauty, as when Read More 
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