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We gather at the shore of all knowledge as people who were put here by a god who wanted relatives.
This god was lonely for touch, and imagined herself as a woman, with children to suckle, to sing with--to continue the web of the terrifyingly beautiful cosmos of her womb.
This god became a father who wished for others to walk beside him in the belly of creation.
This god laughed and cried with us as a sister at the sweet tragedy of our predicament--foolish humans--
Harjo proposes here the link between people, stories, and knowledge. Setting a tone for this collection we see how stories reflect knowledge seeking and making, manifesting relations across peoples.
Reconciliation: A Prayer