by Nick Coleman | Dec 29, 2013 | Uncategorized |
(Note: Originally published in the St Paul Pioneer Press, Dec. 30, 1990). The Sacred Hoop was broken here. “The women ran down to that ravine.” A young Lakota Indian named Manuel Hatchett is saying. He points from a hilltop cemetery to a dry gulch leading...
by Nick Coleman | Aug 30, 2013 | Uncategorized |
My favorite poem, by my favorite poet, about my favorite topic: Writing… Seamus Heaney’s, “Digging.”
by Nick Coleman | Aug 1, 2013 | Uncategorized |
Weddings often begin after the appointed time, but this one was almost too early: If Margaret Miles and Cathy ten Broeke pledged their troth before the big clock on the Minneapolis City Hall tower struck Midnight, it wouldn’t count. My cellphone said it was...
by Nick Coleman | Dec 29, 2012 | Uncategorized |
“A people’s dream died at Wounded Knee,” said Black Elk, the famous Lakota medicine man who had witnessed the massacre. “ The nation’s hoop is broken and scattered.”
by Nick Coleman | Dec 26, 2012 | Uncategorized |
One hundred and fifty-three years ago, on the day after Christmas, 1862, Minnesota hanged 38 Dakota Sioux Indian men in the largest act of official execution and bloody revenge in American history, forever staining the new state with a sin of racism and hatred that...