Read By: Louise Erdrich

<p><em>Louise Erdrich on her selections:</em>  </p> <p>We have become isolated and strangely passive in many ways during this pandemic. These poems shake the reader into clarity and reassure us that our true natures, our most elegant passions, will one day again be called into the world.</p> <p><a href= "https://poets.org/poem/manhattan-lenape-word">“Manhattan is a Lenape Word”</a> and <a href= "https://lithub.com/if-i-should-come-upon-your-house-lonely-in-the-west-texas-desert/"> “If I Should Come Upon Your House Lonely in the West Texas Desert,”</a> by Natalie Diaz</p> <p><a href= "https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/141848/praise-te-rain">“Praise the Rain,”</a> by Joy Harjo</p> <p><a href="https://poets.org/poem/museum-stones">“The Museum of Stones"</a> and <a href= "http://bostonreview.net/forche-city-under-siege">“Letter to a City Under Siege,”</a> by Carolyn Forché</p> <p><a href= "https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/147078/a-half-life-of-cardio-pulmonary-function"> “A Half-Life of Cardio-Pulmonary Function”</a> and “Loving that Land O’Lakes Girl,” by Eric Gansworth</p> <p><a href= "https://lithub.com/new-poetry-by-indigenous-women/">“Public Grief”</a> and “The Coldness Was Coldness,” by Heid E. Erdrich</p>