Author's signed presentation copy to the Golda Meir Library. This collection of essays won the 1991 North American Indian Prose Award and the 1993 American Book Award.
As one reviewer keenly observes, this book is, "among other things, a journal of the year . . . a collection of prose poems on a variety of subjects personal to the author, a meditation on the nature of poetry and poetic activity, and an eloquent exercise in the autobiographical exploration of mixed ancestry." The amalgamation of genres, at the level of form, reinforces a recurring theme at the level of content: Glancy's effort to gather the multiple and often divided aspects of her own self.
I often write about being in the middle ground between two cultures, not fully a part of either. I write with a split voice, often experimenting with language until the parts equal some sort of whole. I would say a pencil is a buffalo migration under the sky with its stars turning like a jar-lid poked with holes. Writing affects my life, my Real life, while the rest spins through the lone pines. I write from everyday circumstances, old ordinary life, and the stampede of the past. I like to see words, their friendly orifices.
From Claiming Breath (1992). Used with permission of the author.
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