Notice the sunlight coming in on the Sun Person's head.
This is Joy Harjo's ongoing journal of dreams, stories, poems,music, photographs, and assorted reports from her inner and outer travels about Indian country and the rest of the world .
6/30/11
Mural by Leslie Silko, outside Lucca, Italy 2011
Leslie created this mural as a gift to her/our translator Laura Coltelli. She is still doing a little touch up.
6/20/11
Solstice Paddle
We were there at the mouth of the windblown channel
Near the end of a paddle
The sky was opening up just as it was closing down
Kokohead stood in a warrior cape of mist above us
And below the boat rolled the blue kingdom of knowledge.
We paused there at the culmination of ten thousand paths:
Six travelers pulling together in that sacred outrigger.
As the day lay down behind the crater,
One year floated up behind another
And all the births, partings and deaths we carried with us
Grew wise, then lighter.
c Joy Harjo
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