Mother/Land by Cheryl Savageau (English) Paperback Book

Description: Mother/Land by Cheryl Savageau In Mother/Land, Savageau weaves traditional, personal and family stories, with stories of colonization and resistance, revealing a landscape of trees, ponds, rivers and mountains rich in meaning for Abenaki people. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description In Cheryl Savageaus new book of poetry, Mother/Land, she radically re-maps New England as Native American space. Savageau retells and re-imagines creation stories, revealing a landscape of trees, ponds, rivers and mountains rich in meaning for Abenaki people, and weaves traditional, personal and family stories, with stories of colonization and resistance. Savageaus "unhistory" tells the stories of her people without privileging the moment of contact with Europe as the defining moment for viewing the culture.Mother/Land is beaded with gems from her mothers jewel box—poems that tell stories of her mothers life, and the complexities of survival and love in a family of mixed heritage.Savageaus work signals the reemergence of a people who have been described as "hiding in plain sight." In contrast to stereotypical associations of Native Americans with "Mother Earth," this poetry highlights the bittersweet complexities of the relationship between a woman and her homeland, whose bodies seem to be constantly under siege. Notes "Mother/Land" is restoring the world through the retelling of patterns passed woman to woman like songs to lips. In this familial place, where one haggles over Memeres house dress, combs her Mamas hair as if brushing a birds wing, employs mother-of-pearl to fill the black hole of her absence leaving buxom hills bare of trees. From this childhood where one might wear a dress of fall grass, cut ankles on witchgrass, and peer into a refrigerator to delineate a hummingbird from a moth; in the land of mothers, grandmothers, and their later lineal offspring, we come to terms with crossroads and swallows, rivers and oceans, and they lead us back home from which we began-the Motherland. -- Allison Hedge Coke Cheryl Savageau stares into stones of amber, opal, emerald, garnet, sapphire, amethyst, pearl, quartz, peridot, and onyx,recording every change of light and color they throw on old and new loves. She examines recurring characters and places from as many angled refractions as possible until one of the richest, fullest New England spiritual topographies ever written emerges. Readers who know Savageaus earlier chronicling of those who sacralize and profane her homescape will be astonished at this poetic culmination of fully-drawn portraits. I fell, hard, for the boy under the drain pipe, the whales word for world, the slapping tails of children, the hummingbird in the refrigerator, the cathechist with knife in her teeth, the wife spraying breast milk at the breakfast table, the woodchuck too busy for crucifixions, the piano baptized in molasses, the parakeets family jewels, the leathered and lathered Doc Martened butch leading her woman around the dance floor, the lightning that converses with fireflies, and everyone, everything that busts out of the gamebag and into Cheryl Savageaus poetry. This may be one of the best literary depictions of New England to date, certainly the finest one to challenge whatever is new and English about the place. -- Craig S. Womack Author Biography Abenaki poet, Cheryl Savageau has been awarded Fellowships in Poetry from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Massachusetts Artists Foundation, and three residencies at the MacDowell Colony. Her second book of poetry, Dirt Road Home, was a finalist for the Paterson Poetry Prize. She was awarded Mentor of the Year by Wordcraft Circle of Native Writers and Storytellers, as well as Writer of the Year for her childrens book, Muskrat Will Be Swimming. Savageau also works as a textile artist. Her quilts have recently been exhibited at the University of New Hampshire in Durham. Table of Contents MOTHER/LANDFirst DiamondAmber NecklaceTurtleThe Moons Other FaceFirst WomanOpalsGame BagAnt TreeEmeraldHairThe Willow at Flint PondAt SugarloafFertility FigureTwentieth Anniversary DiamondAlgonkian ParadiseRace Point, ProvincetownGrand BanksPiesBreadWhere I Want ThemSwift RiverRedGHOSTS AT THE CENTER OF THE WORLDGarnetHummingbird MothCodEverywhereBefore Moving on to Plymouth from Cape Cod – 1620Grandmother Woodchuck Talks to the Women of SalemEnglishmens FootprintsNewfoundland Walking With Joseph BrantDaughters of the KingMendels MilkmenPink SapphireThe Kneeling GirlMexican AmethystMy Mothers Pearl CuffsNestingNo PityBeauty TipSurrogate MotherFor Lenny, For LisaThe LiarAftermathRose Quartz NecklaceTraditionRing of ProtectionPoison in the PondSmallpoxIndian BloodGraduate School First SemesterChandelierCrayonsPink Ice with MarcasitePemigewassetVISITING THE LAND OF THE DEADNorth Country: Visiting the Land of the DeadEntangledMorning: UMass Medical CenterHurricane – North Truro Side PassNight SkyRosaryGrandmother Woodchuck As St. AnnJewel BoxDressingUpPiano DreamPurple IceFigure EightLike A Good DeathINTO GREENPeridotBlue HouseFor the Boy Standing Under the DrainpipeWaiting for FeathersConvent SchoolUnderageOnyx Necklace With PearlsYou Bring Out the Butch In MeMarinadeDeep WinterWedding in A Burning BuildingInto GreenSummer Language LessonHow to Get ThereGamebag DreamAquamarineHeartGrandmother Knits Promotional Mother/Land is restoring the world through the retelling of patterns passed woman to woman like songs to lips. In this familial place, where one haggles over Memeres house dress, combs her Mamas hair as if brushing a birds wing, employs mother-of-pearl to fill the black hole of her absence leaving buxom hills bare of trees. From this childhood where one might wear a dress of fall grass, cut ankles on witchgrass, and peer into a refrigerator to delineate a hummingbird from a moth; in the land of mothers, grandmothers, and their later lineal offspring, we come to terms with crossroads and swallows, rivers and oceans, and they lead us back home from which we began-the Motherland. -- Allison Hedge Coke Cheryl Savageau stares into stones of amber, opal, emerald, garnet, sapphire, amethyst, pearl, quartz, peridot, and onyx,recording every change of light and color they throw on old and new loves. She examines recurring characters and places from as many angled refractions as possible until one of the richest, fullest New England spiritual topographies ever written emerges. Readers who know Savageaus earlier chronicling of those who sacralize and profane her homescape will be astonished at this poetic culmination of fully-drawn portraits. I fell, hard, for the boy under the drain pipe, the whales word for world, the slapping tails of children, the hummingbird in the refrigerator, the cathechist with knife in her teeth, the wife spraying breast milk at the breakfast table, the woodchuck too busy for crucifixions, the piano baptized in molasses, the parakeets family jewels, the leathered and lathered Doc Martened butch leading her woman around the dance floor, the lightning that converses with fireflies, and everyone, everything that busts out of the gamebag and into Cheryl Savageaus poetry. This may be one of the best literary depictions of New England to date, certainly the finest one to challenge whatever is new and English about the place. -- Craig S. Womack Feature Reclaims the Northeast of the USA as Native spaceExplores the cultural dissonance between mother and daughter.Retells and reimagines traditional Native American stories. Excerpt from Book UnderageI am underage at the Twin Pines Tavern.Its Monday nightand were regulars here. The strobeis flashing on my day-glo faceday-glo vines crawling up my legs,the white satin nehru shirtIm wearing as a dressluminous under black light.I wont be in school tomorrowor any Tuesday because afterthe gig, well be lugging equipmentout to the van, driving the hour homehanging out til three. I make morein one night here than in a weekat my after-school job. TomorrowIll sleep late, practice new tunes,try to caress notes like Gracie, Aretha, Janissummertime time timeIm drinking Southern Comfortbetween sets, and the livins eeeeasyit burns so sweet and what I dont sweat outI burn off singing. Im in love with Mecevery night we sing, his rough voicesoars where I want to follow. The notesare the hands we use to toucheach other - there is nothing between usexcept this music and right now thats enoughgimme some a-loving, oh lord, pleasesing it again, sing it againthis bar is full of soldierswho arent in Nam yet I will sing Description for Sales People Reclaims the Northeast of the USA as Native spaceExplores the cultural dissonance between mother and daughter.Retells and reimagines traditional Native American stories. Details ISBN1844712699 Author Cheryl Savageau Short Title MOTHER/LAND Language English ISBN-10 1844712699 ISBN-13 9781844712694 Media Book Format Paperback Year 2006 Imprint Salt Publishing Place of Publication Cambridge Country of Publication United Kingdom Series Earthworks Birth 1950 Pages 156 DOI 10.1604/9781844712694 UK Release Date 2006-09-15 Illustrations No AU Release Date 2006-09-15 NZ Release Date 2006-09-15 Publisher Salt Publishing Publication Date 2006-09-15 DEWEY 811.54 Audience General We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:38906196;

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