On the second Monday of October, we observe Indigenous Peoples' Day , a time to honor the histories, cultures, and enduring contributions of Indigenous communities across Turtle Island and beyond. For me, poetry is ceremony. It is a way of listening to land, lineage, and spirit. It holds story, sovereignty, and survival in every breath. Today, I invite you to read, write, and reflect with reverence for the voices that have always been here. ✍🏾 Poetry as Ancestral Witness Indigenous poetry is rooted in place. It speaks with wind and water. It remembers names erased and songs reclaimed. It is resistance, resurgence, and radiant truth. As poet Joy Harjo once said, “Remember the earth whose skin you are.” That’s the power of Indigenous poetry: it reminds us that we belong to something older, deeper, and still unfolding. 📚 Poets to Read & Remember Here are just a few Indigenous poets whose work carries wisdom and fire: Joy Harjo – Muscogee (Creek) Nation; first Native U....
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