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80 pages, Hardcover
Published April 1, 2025
I never got to washIn her introduction, Joy Harjo explains how this poem just spilled out of her while writing another poetry collection that involved a lot of family history research. She could barely keep up, it unfolded itself onto the page so quickly.
my mother's body
when she died.
I return
to take care of her
in memory.
That's how I make peace
when things are left undone.
I go back
and open the door.
"Grief is uncontainable. It is a shapeshifter. One day, it is a few quite tears. The next, a deluge and you tread through the salty waters for hours. As I wrote, I did not know what I would find. The poem was showing me as I followed it."Who among us has gotten the ending they wanted when someone we know and love has died? If you can count yourself among this number, you are both lucky and blessed. For the rest of us, Harjo's poem shows how she would have taken care of her mother's body if she could have, and presents Harjo's memories of her. She was a tough woman with a difficult life.
I thank her bodyIt's a powerful poem of remembrance, mourning, and letting go. This edition has beautiful watercolors by Dana Tiger.
for carrying us
through the tough story,
though the violence
of my father,
and her
second husband.
The story is
all there,
in her body,
as I wash her
to prepare her
to be let down
into earth,
and return all stories
to the earth.


