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#IndianLovePoems
#IndianLovePoems
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#IndianLovePoems

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The poetic speaker, a First Nations Donna Giovanni, relates stories of her search for The One, or even better, that One-Night-Stand, in heated lines that fearlessly shed light on the intimacy and honesty that may arise even from the most fleeting encounter, leading to reflection on the complexities of sex, race, culture, and intention within relationships.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateOct 10, 2018
ISBN9781773240435
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Tenille K. Campbell

Tenille Campbell is a Dene/Métis author and photographer from English River First Nation in Northern Saskatchewan. She completed her MFA in Creative Writing at UBC and is currently starting her fourth year of PhD studies at the University of Saskatchewan, focusing on Indigenous Literature. She is the owner and artist behind sweetmoon photography, a successful photography business that specializes in photographing Indigenous people. She has published poetry in Sing: Poetry from the Indigenous Americas (University of Arizona Press, Ed. Allison Hedge Coke), and photography in Urban Tribes: Native Americans in the City and Dreaming in Indian (Annick Press, Eds. Mary Beth Leatherdale and Lisa Charleyboy). Current creative projects include #KissingIndigenous, a photography series focusing on the act of intimacy within Indigenous couples. She is also the creator of tea&bannock, an online collective blog featuring the photographs and stories of Indigenous women photographers throughout Canada. Storytelling - be it with ink, voice or photographs - is the life for her.

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    #IndianLovePoems - Tenille K. Campbell

    #2

    it’s an indian love affair

    driving a beat-up truck

    on dusty rez roads

    listening to

    his kid, my kid, and our kid

    giggle in the backseat

    johnny cash on the radio

    windows rolled down

    his hand holds mine

    squeezes as he sings along

       tone

    -deaf

    but still

    the sweetest time

    #76

    I remember your Dene lips

    luscious lips

    big thick lips

    moose lips

    that kissed your name

    down my hips

    I remember seeing stars

    align on your cheekbones

    dreams and secret wishes

    just beneath tanned skin

    that bore my bruised kisses

    hickeys

    hickeys everywhere

    I remember

    what you forgot

    #114

    I love you

    my Cree lover

    you and your cheek-

    bones that beckon my lips

    day and night

    I love you

    my Cree lover

    the way you stake your claim

    on my body

    day and night

    I don’t love

    your mother

    #64

    Cree Man

    you are the salt and pepper

    in my moose meat stew

    the one i need

    for spice in my life

    Cree Man

    you are the loudest bingo

    caller in the hall

    your voice echoes through the rafters

    of my urbanized heart

    Cree Man

    i wait for you

    standing behind drum circles

    listening to the high twangs

    calling my name

    Cree Man

    i wait for you

    a double

    double in one hand

    warm fry-bread

    in the other

    #254

    sometimes

    i forget his name

    when i lie beneath him

    arch

       and swallow

    the names of my ancestors

    in the sweet rush of release

    want to moan out loud

    my victory

    and his

    but sometimes

    I forget his name

    #776

    his lips formed

    ancient sounds to beckon

    loon     duck     moose

    cautiously

                    they all came

    nose sniffing     ears flicking

    you expect me to be different

    calls that arched and moved

    sounds that have no meaning

    until directed towards you

    and then

    silent he could be

    and still

    I would come

    he carried my sounds

    within his body

    drawing me in

    now I

    carry his sound

    too silent

    in my mouth

    #204

    okay I was faking

    to make him feel better

    moaning out loud in Dene

    stuff like

    esjie

    dénįgha thot’įné chelekwaze

    hey

    that’s the only Dene I remember

    on short notice

    pêyak nîso nisto nêwo

    muttering out loud

    so he knew

    that he would drive me

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