mother Haida "I never tire of looking

"I never tire of looking at this book

Murphy tells the story of the grove that

Later that summer

and visionary work with genre and form demonstrate the slippery

I felt honored

mother Haida "I never tire of lookingA stunning, multimorphic work of poetry and prose about Indigenous identity. mother is a work rooted in an intimate fracture: an Indigenous child is adopted out of her tribe and raised by a non Indian family. As an adult finding her way back to her origins, our unnamed narrator begins to put the pieces of her birth family's history together through the stories told to her by her mother, father, sister, and brother, all of whom remained on the