{"id":86,"date":"2021-11-11T12:43:27","date_gmt":"2021-11-11T19:43:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/?p=86"},"modified":"2023-03-27T18:00:01","modified_gmt":"2023-03-28T01:00:01","slug":"the-river-of-the-sky-el-rio-del-cielo-wenumapu-lewfu","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/2021\/11\/11\/the-river-of-the-sky-el-rio-del-cielo-wenumapu-lewfu\/","title":{"rendered":"Wen\u00famapu Lewf\u00fc\/ El r\u00edo del cielo \/ The River of the Sky"},"content":{"rendered":"
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This photo was taken from Porteau Cove, BC. Porteau Cove is located on the traditional, ancestral, and unceded territory of the Skwxw\u00fa7mesh-ulh U\u0301xwumixw (Squamish) people. This photo is of a rare occurrence of the aurora borealis in the Vancouver area. I like how the image and poem go together to connect the idea of the aurora, or the great river of the sky, in both the northern and southern hemispheres. (Image by Mackenzie S. (2021))<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u201cEl gran r\u00edo del cielo duerme \/ y me espera\u201d
\n\u201cThe great river of the sky sleeps \/ and awaits me\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

poeta: Leonel Lienlaf (Poema #10)
\ntraducci\u00f3n por: Grace Bengtson (grupo #9)<\/p>\n

Wen\u00famapu Lewf\u00fc<\/strong><\/p>\n

Wen\u00famapu lewf\u00fc
\n<\/span>um\u00e1gtuy rangi\u00f1 r\u00fcp\u00fc
\n<\/span>kallf\u00fcwenu lewf\u00fcko
\n<\/span>witr\u00fa witrungey.
\n<\/span>F\u00e9ymew f\u00fcch\u00e1kecheyem
\n<\/span>ka m\u00fc\u00f1\u00e9tukey t\u00fcf\u00e1chi mapu
\n<\/span>\u00f1i l\u00edfkomew,
\n<\/span>wenuk\u00f3
\n<\/span>ki\u00f1e al\u00e9ngechi traf\u00faya,
\n<\/span>ki\u00f1e chok\u00f3n traf\u00fayamew.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Ti lewf\u00fc um\u00e1gk\u00fcnowi
\n<\/span>wen\u00famapu lewf\u00fc kanch\u00e1tumekey.<\/span><\/p>\n

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El gran r\u00edo del cielo duerme<\/strong><\/p>\n

El gran r\u00edo del cielo
\nse ha dormido a mitad del camino
\ny en sus aguas se refrescan
\nlas almas de mis antepasados.
\nEn el r\u00edo del cielo se ba\u00f1a
\nla tierra;
\nen sus aguas claras,
\naguas altas,
\nen una noche constelada, con luna,
\no en una noche de fr\u00edo.<\/p>\n

El r\u00edo se ha quedado dormido,
\nest\u00e1 descansando,
\nesperando las aguas de nuestras
\nalmas.<\/p>\n

El gran r\u00edo del cielo duerme
\ny me espera.<\/p>\n

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The Great River of the Sky Sleeps<\/strong><\/p>\n

The great river of the sky
\nhas fallen asleep in the middle of its journey
\nand in its waters
\nthe souls of my ancestors cool down.
\nIn the river of the sky
\nthe earth bathes;
\nin its clear waters,
\nhigh waters,
\nin a starry night, moonlit,
\nor in cold night.<\/p>\n

The river has fallen asleep,
\nit is resting,
\nwaiting for the waters of our
\nsouls.<\/p>\n

The great river of the sky sleeps
\nand awaits me.<\/p>\n

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This photo of the August sky was taken at Lynn Canyon park. This park is located on the traditional, ancestral, and unceded territories of the Skwxw\u00fa7mesh-ulh (Squamish) and s\u0259lilw\u0259ta\u026c (Tsleil-Waututh) peoples. The Tsleil-Waututh people call this place \u201cKwa-hul-cha\u201d, named after a settlement in the area. I chose this image because the clouds and bright color of the sky remind me of the rapids of a river, as if the whole Earth is submerged underneath. (Image by Grace Bengtson)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u201cEn el r\u00edo del cielo se ba\u00f1a \/ la tierra\u201d
\n\u201cIn the river of the sky \/ the earth bathes\u201d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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