Blood Songs
I’m really not sure why this particular collection of my poems is called Blood Songs, the title it has had since beginning the…
We barely imagine that indigenous peoples have individual lives, as attested to in this collage, whose subject this is not, but that reminds me that this man was a National Geographic iconic image, but they went to him years later and had him hold in his hands the earlier picture, having lived an individual life in between, and onward. And then I chose this collage for the cover of Blood Songs…