Biography of Cheryl Savageau
Cheryl Savageau (born April 14, 1950) is a poet of Abenaki descent. She writes often about Native American people and places in New England, where she has lived much of her life, as well as about working-class people, and feminist and queer issues.
Savageau was born in central Massachusetts. She is a graduate of Clark University and a facilitator at University of Massachusetts, Boston.
Savageau's awards include fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, residencies at the MacDowell Colony, and a Pulitzer Prize nomination for her second book, Dirt Road Home. Her work appeared in AGNI. Also a visual artist, she has exhibited her quilts, paintings and other works at the Abbe Museum in Bar Harbor, the University of New Hampshire, and elsewhere.
Cheryl Savageau Poems
plantain makes a good tea. its seeds are crushed and used as a laxative. it is found in every english garden. now its leaves are pushing up everywhere. you can find it outside every english settlement, its long leaves with parallel veins, its central stocks of tiny flowers. wherever the english go plantain grows in their footsteps. when you see it you'll know that they're near. that english boy found his way home following those footsteps. when you see it go the other way
Daughters of the King
Les Filles du Roi (1668) French men are marrying Indian women. It will have to be stopped. Wives will have to be found. French wives for French men. And so the call goes out to all the unfortunates in France. Women without homes, without family, poor women, women alone. Women with no dowries to buy a husband. Becomes a Fille du Roi, a Daughter of the King. Each woman considers her options. The hardships she doesn't know are preferable to the ones she knows too well. As a Daughter of the King, she will have a dowry, payable to her husband at the time of marriage. She will have a home, the possibility of children, a place in the community. Women come from Ile de France, from Normandy, 800 women in ten years. Les Filles du Roi. Une Fille du Roi, 1668 Marie Mazol is thirty three years old when she becomes a Daughter of the King. She will bring 300 livres to her marriage to Antoine Roy-Desjardins. She will have money for her own use as well, for expenses, they promise her. She thought it would go further, but what she takes with her are a coffer, a cap, a taffeta handkerchief, a shoe ribbon, a hundred needles, a comb, a pair of stockings, a pair of gloves, a pair of scissors, two knives, a thousand pins, a bonnet, and four laces. Thus prepared, she faces marriage to a man she doesn't know, in a country she's never seen. Les Filles du Roi—Afterwards The Daughters of the King become wives. But French and Indian keep marrying. Their descendants will say, "Scratch a Frenchman, find an Indian."
It is the fish that bring them first. Cod in such numbers as to seem endless. Cod to fill the nets and bellies of hungry Europeans with the tender white flesh. Cod, it seems to them, without end. They fill the ships, salting the fish down in barrels, til the hull is full, and head back home. This wet cod-fishing goes on for years, far out in the Banks, with only an occasional stop on land. We dry our fish in the sun cure it in smoke-houses and sure enough, the foreigners hear about it. Soon they need a land base to dry the cod which weighs less than when wet tastes better, too it is these dreams of cod that first bring the French to land dreams of cod the gold of the sea that will fill their bellies and their pockets
Before Moving on to Plymouth from Cape C...
they find what looks like a grave what looks like a grave
Graduate School First Semester: So Here ...
thanks for bringing that to our attention she said the first time
It is the fish that bring them first.
Cod in such numbers as to seem endless.
Cod to fill the nets and bellies of hungry
Europeans with the tender white flesh.
Cod, it seems to them, without end.
They fill the ships,
salting the fish
down in barrels,