Cree girls fishing at Moose Factory
I am awestruck by the journeys of my grandmothers
and often imagine their lives and the places they
have left their bones.
Most came out of Africa, traveled with their tribes
through Europe to Ireland and Scotland and
eventually came in great ships to the new world.
But one grandmother was already here.
Three hundred or so years ago my Mohawk
grandmother left her bones in what became
Her beautiful brown pagan face stands out
for me right now like a shiny new chestnut
lying in a bowl of fresh bananas.