Nan, sacred magnitude,
\ngrandmother,
\nfeatures Indian and white.
\nTall as grass above the bison,
\nfull of jade,
\ngrass on an endless world
\nof wind and prayer.
\nMy grandmother,
\nforebear of my soul,
\na woman stronger than the sky.
\nImpervious to immensity,
\nher world coming through extinctions,
\ntimeless outback regions
\nof a North American sea.<\/p>\n
Grandmother making German kuchen,
\ncinnamon and dough,
\nwith a face of immutable providence.
\nWhere do great souls go?
\nWhere does my grandmother
\nwith her enormous heart,
\nlay her head,
\nafter putting the son of her son
\ninto his crib,
\nfolding the sound of her voice
\nin the clothes,
\nleaving him in a room
\nwarm with her center,
\na prince among princes,
\nwith a queen\u2019s blood
\nin his veins?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Nan, sacred magnitude, grandmother, features Indian and white. Tall as grass above the bison, full of jade, grass on an endless world of wind and…<\/p>\n