Leslie Marmon Silko
Leslie Marmon Silko
Leslie Marmon Silkois a Laguna Pueblo writer and one of the key figures in the First Wave of what literary critic Kenneth Lincoln has called the Native American Renaissance...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth5 March 1948
CountryUnited States of America
important stories littles
The story was the important thing and little changes here and there were really part of the story. There were even stories about the different versions of stories and how they imagined the differing versions came to be.
growing-up stories able
To be able to make up stories has been a great gift to me from my ancestors and from the storytellers who were so numerous at Laguna Pueblo when I was growing up. I learned to read as soon as I could because I wanted stories without having to depend on adults to tell or read stories to me.
people stories world
the ancient people perceived the world and themselves within that world as part of an ancient continuous story composed of innumerable bundles of other stories.
stories ifs
You don't have anything if you don't have the stories.
long together stories
But as long as you remember what you have seen, then nothing is gone. As long as you remember, it is part of this story we have together.
fighting stories illness-and-death
I will tell you something about stories . . . They aren't just entertainment. Don't be fooled. They are all we have, you see, all we have to fight off illness and death.
snow sorrow wool
the snow ... came in thick tufts like new wool - washed before the weaver spins it.
grows
Things which don't shift and grow are dead things.
writing doe useless
I don't make outlines or plans because whenever I do, they turn out to be useless. It is as if I am compelled to violate the scope of any outline or plan; it is as if the writing does not want me to know what is about to happen.
war indian
The Indian wars have never ended in the Americas.
class years graduates
Fortunately, her year of graduate classes prepared her for obnoxious conduct.
sweet night wings
Night. Heavenly delicious sweet night of the desert that calls all of us to love her. The night is our comfort with her coolness and darkness. On wings, on feet, on our bellies, out we all come to glory in the night.
world flesh spirit
the material world and the flesh are only temporary - there are no sins of the flesh, spirit is everything!
long alive long-time
Being alive was all right then: he had not breathed like that for a long time.