Probably my favorite readings we covered in this class
were the poems from the beginning of the semester. Particularly, I thought “Wind”
by Ofelia Zepeda was fascinating. I think that getting insight into the inner
thoughts of a Tohono O’odham so early on in the course was helpful to
understanding the group as a whole. I really enjoyed the way Zepeda almost
personified wind and how she described her father’s deeply personal
relationship with it. The lines, “He would sit. / Letting the wind do with him
what it will, / hitting him with pieces of sand.” and her description of her
father’s willful resignation to the influences of nature and his hopeful
certainty that rain would come following the wind were incredibly poetic and really
telling of the desert environment that the Tohono O’odham live in; the tribe is
dependent on the presence of rain, and Zepeda’s father’s strange satisfaction
from being pelted by bits of sand simply because wind was a precursor to rain
was such a powerful image to me.
I liked that one too. Don't think I would particularly enjoy getting pelted by sand. However I love standing out in snow storms, so I think I get what she is talking about.
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