East Region

Biskigwaadeg giizhigowaabigan / A sky-blue hem around cement

zhingising tawag / lying like an ear

bangising anakwad / fallen from the clouds

bizindamang oodena / listening to the city

ditibiniganag detibisewaad / tires rolling by

bingwe’ombaasin / wind moving dust

ezhi-jaagiseyang omaa / waves of exhaustion

naasaab nanaagadawendamang / you and I looking

giikekmon / at this same corner

bakaan nanaagadawendamang / in an unsame way

bii’ang dibiki-waagosh / waiting for the night-fox

ji-giiwitaayaazhagaamed / to walk along the edge.

Photo by Paul Drucke

Poem by Margaret Noodin