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Roger Dunsmore

Kotodama
(the spiritual interior of words)

Found, at the site of the Japanese prison camp
near Heart Mountain, Wyoming:
a fifty-five gallon drum
full of marble-sized pebbles,
each inscribed with a single Japanese character:

seedskyflower

goodnessyouth

dead

Each stone to remember
one of those who died in this camp,
to keep these dead company,
in a steel barrel
in a ditch.

Small, round stones are carefully gathered
from the stream beds and prairie
and kept
from the eyes of the guards.
Each stone a mouth
to speak
to kiss,

or memory to choke
or sing.

Each stone to pray.

Each prayera seed

or sky.


Roger Dunsmore teaches at the University of Montana in Missoula. His most recent book is called Earth's Mind: Essays in Native Literature. His web page is here. He was also published in the first issue of Gumball Poetry.
Email Roger Dunsmore at dunfall@gumballpoetry.com


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01.23.2000
Jay Stafford from Santa Cruz, CA

I dig
I dig this poem because it is truth. It is enlightenment. It is a catalyst of my thoughts. I read this; I know they placed pebbles in a drum to remember their dead.


11.14.99
Kim Rosado from Leominster, MA

A topic taken seriously. I enjoyed the sense of culture within the poem.
Topics are hard to chose, it and harder to take seriously once the writing has begun. I was pleased with the poet's consistancy of matter. I also enjoy the sense of cultural influence as I read the piece. It is so hard to convey one's cultural views or the views one has about culture. The topic matter and the writing style gave me cause to pause for a moment of silence.


10.29.99
Jason Kirk (stareosound@disinfo.net) from Hopkinsville, KY

Beautiful
Sometimes I read something that will keep me from breathing while my eyes take in the words..."Kotodama" did that. It's also rare that I read a poem that uses blank space (besides maybe cummings) wihtout seeming obtrusive...beautiful work.

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