Fire

by Joy Harjo

 

a woman can’t survive

by her breath

alone

 

she must know

the voices of the mountains

she must recognize

the foreverness of blue sky

she must flow

with the elusive bodies

of night wind women

who will take her

into her own self

 

look at me

i am not a separate woman

 

i am a continuance

of blue sky

 

i am the throat

of the sandia mountains

a night wind woman

who burn

with every breath she takes

 

www.ingridoliphant.com

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