One More Time For the People in the Back: #Poem: “I am not an Activist” by Wanbli Gleska Tohake

“I am not an activist, I am Lakota. Is a Lakota a born activist? An activist seeks social change. What do you call it when you only seek what was stolen from you? What do you call it when you fight to save the earth from destruction, the water from pollution? We Indian people have […]

#Poem: “Threatened by #Beads” by Red Haircrow

This is one of two of my poems first published in Red Ink International Journal, Dec. 2016, and upcoming in (link) “Writing History” (tr. “Geschichte schreiben”), translated and part of an anthology in German, on decolonizing history and how history is told.  Edited by Sharon Dodua Otoo and Manuela Bauche, published by S Fischer Verlage. The publication […]

“I Am Not An #Activist, I am #Lakota”-A #Poem by Wanbli Gleska Tohake, Oct. 24, 2016

I created this graphic with a 1891 photo by J.H.C. Grabill titled, “Indian Council in Hostile Camp”. The words of Wanbli Gleska Tohake, regarding Standing Rock, and all the other assaults of the sacred, of water, of land, of culture and identity, of the lives of the People that is still on-going 500+ years. The […]

Poem: Spring Lament

Another year of days has passed, days now longer and which the sun truly warms, again branches blossom. Looking up into their pale glory I think to ask: has it been so long since last we walked together beneath greening trees and through cool grass still wet with morning dew? My heart knows the answer […]