Marilou awiakta poems for funerals

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    Women of Achievement
    1988

    HERITAGE
    for a woman whose achievements still enrich our lives:

    Julia B. Hooks

    The life of Julia B. Hooks spanned 90 years and encompassed much of the history of the United States. Julia was born free in 1842, the daughter of a former slave. Her mother, Laura, was the daughter of Captain Thomas F. Marshall of Kentucky and his slave. Laura had been given her freedom when she married a man who was free.

    Julia also was a musical prodigy, accompanying her mother in vocal concerts on the piano at the age of six.

    It was the experience of traveling with her mother to perform that made Julia aware of the importance of color in the thinking of Americans. While her mother and older sister Mary were ganska fair, she was copper-skinned like her father. Sometimes on trains heading to engagements Julia and her mother were mistaken for a mistress and little slave. The impression this made on the child never left her as an adult.

    After the Civil War Julia’s fa

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    Advent: Holding out our hands in the dark

    Let us pray:

    In perfect roundness
    In texture smooth as baby’s skin…
    In black…carefully tended to bear the warmth
    And not the scars of fire…
    Clay remembers… Amen

    Over the course of the last two months we have had so many parish topics to focus on that I have not had the time to speak to some of the issues that are going on around the world. I personally don’t believe politics belong in the pulpit. But world issues do, and often times, the lines don’t just cross, they don’t just blur, they intermix with each other and paint a living canvas of fear, rage and bloodshed. And in those times people can’t help but question the point of believing in God, or at the very least, God’s intention.

    Whatever your opinion, or lack of one, is on the Michael Brown shooting and demonstrations in Ferguson, Missouri, and other cities around our nation…the real truth is that people are in pain. Deep pain. And it isn’t just this one situation.

    Peop

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    The Real Thing: For Bernice

    Poem titled The Real Thing: For Bernice by Marilou Awiakta.

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    Callaloo, vol. 17, no. 1, Native America Literatures , Winter, 1994, pp. 31-32

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