In late August, I spent two weeks at the Mineral School, a small residency for artists and writers on the shoulders of Mt. Rainier, an ...
In late June, my husband and I went to Ashland to see Between Two Knees, the first play by the 1491s, an indigenous comedy troupe ...
In June, I spent a week with poets and writers sharing work along Lake Bemidji not far from the headwaters of the Mississippi River. The ...
I spent May in the Canadian Rockies working with celebrated novelist Eden Robinson. A member of the Haisla and Heiltsuk First Nations, Robinson is the ...
Osages are well represented in Native Voices: Indigenous American Poetry, Craft and Conversations, an anthology published by Tupelo Press this year. Esteemed Osage poet Carter ...
The last week in February this year, the weather in Pawhuska ranged from freezing drizzle to mild sunny days. At Wak’on Owatsi, the event ...
In late February, I went to Pawhuska to attend Wak’on Owatsi, traveling between snow and cold in southwest Washington and the freezing drizzle that ...
On Jan. 20, images of Nick Sandmann, a young man wearing a “Make America Great Again” hat grinning into Omaha elder Nathan Phillip’s face ...
Some mornings lately the sky has shown pink behind the dark branches of alders along the dike. I’ve been awake early enough to see ...
Salt. Níísskue, as linguist Carolyn Quintero spells it. For those with orthography on their phone or computer, there’s another clear way to represent ...
