I really enjoyed the way Long Soldier’s voice came through in her poetry. I found the emotions within the poem Wakĥályapi (sorry. google docs didn’t have the proper “h” character) particularly palpable. This poem uses the definition “anything that is boiled” and repeatedly gives examples starting with “As in…” which reminded me of the reading we did last week. In this poem, there is a slow build up of anger in the written language that eventually evolves into a rage, not unlike the act of boiling a pot of water. This feeling is brought on by her use of word repetition (i.e. “boiling and boiling…”) and variations in sentence length. This feeling of rage then transitions into a sadness, kind of like taking the pot off of the fire. Upon repeat readings, it becomes unclear whether it truly was rage the speaker was feeling in the beginning or if it was sadness the entire time, which I really enjoyed. I’ve always liked poetry that shifts in the feelings it produces and this poem for some reason really scratched that itch.