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Akzag
11-15-2007, 11:20 AM
He won a National Book Award (http://www.nationalbook.org/index.html) for his book The Absolutely True Diary Of A Part-Time Indian - the winner of the Young People's Literature.

Big time congrats ...

sonuvazag
11-15-2007, 11:43 AM
Bump for an outstanding writer.

Angelo Roncalli
11-15-2007, 11:52 AM
March Madness

by Sherman Alexie

When Batista missed the shot, I wanted
To punch God. Lord, why did you steal the game
From these young men, these Bulldogs, now haunted

By reasonable ghosts who misquote Kant
(Why did you hope?) as they rattle their chains?
When Batista missed the shot, I wanted

To know what I ought to do for the gaunt
Adam Morrison who, despite his fame,
Is only a young man; He will be haunted

Forever by this loss. Taunting and taunted,
Morrison collapsed to the floor in sorrowful rage
When Batista missed the shot. I wanted

To know what I could know, but felt daunted
By a godless God. Lord, can you explain
Why you've pushed these young men down the haunted

Descent into the hell of self? Vaunted
God, absurd God, why must they prove their faith?
When Batista missed the shot, I wanted

Him to shoot again. I wanted him to flaunt
Space and time, make the hoop, and win the game
For these young men, these Bulldogs. I'm haunted

By missed shots and missing fathers. I lost
My dad to vodka, but I kept his name.
I miss him most in March. I always want
To call him and talk about the big games,

About the Shakespearean comedy
And tragedy of the NCAA.
We talked hoops because it was easy
To show emotion; It was the only way

To show emotion. If he were alive,
He'd say, "The world is filled with white boys
Who know how to lose and how to survive,
But we Injun boys just make rhythmic noise."

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of hopeless and blood and orphan and scar.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of broken front teeth and wrecked cars.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of losing food money to better cards.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of the halfway tattoo, the unstarted start.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of dialysis kidney and congestive heart.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of vomit and weep and sugar and yawn.

My father, my drum, you were the all-star
Of hover and quit and frozen and stop.

RenoZag
11-15-2007, 12:16 PM
Sherman Alexie web site (http://www.fallsapart.com/index.html)