Joy Harjo


a woman can’t survive

by her own breath


she must know

the voices of mountains

she must recognize

the foreverness of blue sky

she must flow

with the elusive


of night wind woman

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 burns

with every breath

she takes.

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