Post by blackcrowheart on Feb 26, 2007 8:08:26 GMT -5
Diane Burns, Poet and Artist, walked on into the spirit world late on December 22 after a short illness.
Diane Burns was born in 1957. Burns 's father is a Chemehuevi and her mother is an Anishinabe. Her poetry is known for its humor and honesty.
Books by Diane Burns: Riding the one-eyed Ford. Fantastic First Work, Diane Burns' first published set of poems had, at that time, firmly established her as one of the up and coming young Native American female poets of her generation.
“Sure You Can Ask Me A Personal Question?”
Diane Burns, Lac Courte Oreilles(Anishinabe)/Cheemehuevi)
How do you do?
No, I am not Chinese.
No, not Spanish.
No, I am American Indi—uh, Native American.
No, not from India.
No, not Apache
No, not Navajo.
No, not Sioux.
No, we are not extinct.
Yes, Indian.
Oh?
So that’s where you got those high cheekbones.
Your great grandmother, huh?
An Indian Princess, huh?
Hair down to there?
Let me guess. Cherokee?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian friend?
That close?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian lover?
That tight?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian servant?
That much?
Yeah, it was awful what you guys did to us.
It’s real decent of you to apologize.
No, I don’t know where you can get peyote.
No, I don’t know where you can get Navajo rugs real cheap.
No, I didn’t make this. I bought it at Bloomingdales.
Thank you. I like your hair too.
I don’t know if anyone knows whether or not Cher is really Indian.
No, I didn’t make it rain tonight.
Yeah. Uh-huh. Spirituality.
Uh-huh. Yeah. Spirituality. Uh-huh. Mother
Earth. Yeah. Uh’huh. Uh-huh. Spirituality.
No, I didn’t major in archery.
Yeah, a lot of us drink too much.
Some of us can’t drink enough.
This ain’t no stoic look.
This is my face.
-------------------------------------------
Move it or lose it!
Talk straight or bruise it!
Everyone
has her fun
when the sun
is all done
We're all one
make a run
hide your gun
Hey!
I'm no nun!
'49 in the hills above
Ventura
Them Okies gotta drum
"Im from Oklahoma
I got no one to call my own
if you will be my honey
I will be your sugar pie, way hi yah
Way yah hey way yah hi yah!"
We're gonna sing all night'
bring your blanket
or
be that way then!
Diane Burns
Diane Burns was born in 1957. Burns 's father is a Chemehuevi and her mother is an Anishinabe. Her poetry is known for its humor and honesty.
Books by Diane Burns: Riding the one-eyed Ford. Fantastic First Work, Diane Burns' first published set of poems had, at that time, firmly established her as one of the up and coming young Native American female poets of her generation.
“Sure You Can Ask Me A Personal Question?”
Diane Burns, Lac Courte Oreilles(Anishinabe)/Cheemehuevi)
How do you do?
No, I am not Chinese.
No, not Spanish.
No, I am American Indi—uh, Native American.
No, not from India.
No, not Apache
No, not Navajo.
No, not Sioux.
No, we are not extinct.
Yes, Indian.
Oh?
So that’s where you got those high cheekbones.
Your great grandmother, huh?
An Indian Princess, huh?
Hair down to there?
Let me guess. Cherokee?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian friend?
That close?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian lover?
That tight?
Oh, so you’ve had an Indian servant?
That much?
Yeah, it was awful what you guys did to us.
It’s real decent of you to apologize.
No, I don’t know where you can get peyote.
No, I don’t know where you can get Navajo rugs real cheap.
No, I didn’t make this. I bought it at Bloomingdales.
Thank you. I like your hair too.
I don’t know if anyone knows whether or not Cher is really Indian.
No, I didn’t make it rain tonight.
Yeah. Uh-huh. Spirituality.
Uh-huh. Yeah. Spirituality. Uh-huh. Mother
Earth. Yeah. Uh’huh. Uh-huh. Spirituality.
No, I didn’t major in archery.
Yeah, a lot of us drink too much.
Some of us can’t drink enough.
This ain’t no stoic look.
This is my face.
-------------------------------------------
Move it or lose it!
Talk straight or bruise it!
Everyone
has her fun
when the sun
is all done
We're all one
make a run
hide your gun
Hey!
I'm no nun!
'49 in the hills above
Ventura
Them Okies gotta drum
"Im from Oklahoma
I got no one to call my own
if you will be my honey
I will be your sugar pie, way hi yah
Way yah hey way yah hi yah!"
We're gonna sing all night'
bring your blanket
or
be that way then!
Diane Burns