COBWEBS IN THE MOUTH

*roberta hill whiteman
ROBERTA HILL WHITEMAN
b.1951
Oneida Nation,Wisconsin
Poet and scholar,Professor of English and American Indian Studies,University of Wisconsin-Madison
Oeuvres:
Star Quilt,1984
Philadelphia Flowers,1996
Both of these poetry collections are published by Holy Cow Press
She once wrote:
GROPING WITH US ARE CRIES YET UNHEARD.\
WE ARE BORN WITH COBWEBS IN OUR MOUTH
Here is a poem by Dr Roberta Hill Whiteman,with the title:
PULLING DOWN THE CLOUDS
published in spring 2011 issue of National Museum of the American Indian:
Let us survive
Inside a sacred space.
Look at the earth.She feels us.She feeds us.
Look at the west.
Look to the north.
Look to the south.
Look at the sky.
He feeds us.He heals us
Inside a sacred space.
Let us survive.