I meant to read this more slowly but I just needed to read one more. And then another. And so on. And then, at the end, in the last section, there were the Tlingit translations, beautiful to see on the page but beyond my understanding. I surely hope that I can track down more of her work.
My favorite poem was How to Make Good Baked Salmon from the River but the imagery of nature evoked by her words and the names of the children were also delicious.