Who Saw Doves

In honor of National Poetry Month, here is a poem from my university creative writing days. This poem’s style imitates that of the Swampy Cree First Nation from Canada. Their poetry often described a person by his/her attributes and was written in community voice.

Who Saw Doves

She came to us from the shore,

pale-skinned with stringy yellow hair.

Vultures smelled sea salt

on her flesh, swooped near her ears

and crowed, We love you.

We told her not to believe them –

that they wanted to taste

the ocean fish in her belly –

but she could not hear us

over the beating of feathers.

Laughing, she climbed high into the oak

and crawled into the nest. Surrounded by vultures,

she whispered, How lovely to be a friend

of the doves.

“Who Saw Doves” was part of my collection, “Olive Branch,” which I presented at the 2013 Sigma Tau Delta Convention. It was also featured in Watershed, Baker University’s literary magazine.


16 thoughts on “Who Saw Doves

  1. Ula says:

    Beautiful, Kate! I agree with Zach, you should consider putting together a poetry collection.
    This poem is either a lesson in how to see the best in everyone or a warning, but I’d prefer the first option.

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  2. amo says:

    Yup, that’s really good. Thank you for sharing it.

    Incidentally, up here we call them Native Canadians, or, more commonly (and officially, I think), First Nations. You know, just to be nitpickety. πŸ˜‰

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    • Kate M. Colby says:

      Thanks, Amo! And thank you for telling me the proper terminology. We use Native Americans for our indigenous people, so I just assumed it would be the same since we are all on the North American continent. I’ll update that!

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      • amo says:

        It’s a reasonable assumption. I just looked it up, and it appears that officially they’re called the Swampy Cree First Nation, or just the Swampy Cree Nation. And as I hadn’t known anything about them before looking it up, I learned something new, too! Good stuff. πŸ™‚


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