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    Kathy Jetnil-Kijiner
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Screenshot of my new poem video on demons, baskets, and the difficulties Micronesians face with accessing healthcare in Hawaii and the states. To view the video click on the link in my profile. Happy International Women's Day y'all ✌🏽😬
Screenshot of my new poem video on demons, baskets, and the difficulties Micronesians face with accessing healthcare in Hawaii and the states. To view the video click on the link in my profile. Happy International Women's Day y'all ✌🏽😬
What an amazing time here in Fiji with the 350 Pacific Climate Warrior Coordinators, learning about their islands, struggles, and resistance. Then topping off the week by speaking on a panel with the OG's of Pacific poetry and hearing from the vibrant poetic scene of The Poetry Shop. ❤️❤️leaving heart-full and ready to see my family
What an amazing time here in Fiji with the 350 Pacific Climate Warrior Coordinators, learning about their islands, struggles, and resistance. Then topping off the week by speaking on a panel with the OG's of Pacific poetry and hearing from the vibrant poetic scene of The Poetry Shop. ❤️❤️leaving heart-full and ready to see my family
Yo finding and transporting coconut leaves in Hawaii is a legitimately complicated business lol 🌴✌🏽
Yo finding and transporting coconut leaves in Hawaii is a legitimately complicated business lol 🌴✌🏽
"The demon won't eat you/ if it doesn't hear you"
//Sneak peak// into my upcoming poem video/art installation for @honolulubiennial. Thanks to @jocelynkng for her amazing vision and artistry 🌴🌴🔥🔥
"The demon won't eat you/ if it doesn't hear you" //Sneak peak// into my upcoming poem video/art installation for @honolulubiennial. Thanks to @jocelynkng for her amazing vision and artistry 🌴🌴🔥🔥
Working on my first art installation here in Hawaii for the @honolulubiennial which will involve these #banonoor baskets. The installation will be centered around a new poem that's inspired by a Marshallese legend about islands dropped from a basket. Thanks to Taki and her crew for teaching us, Tamera for arranging it, and to Uncle Cal, Aiko, and Lia for helping us find leaves and weaving. I'm so appreciative for how supportive everyone's been ❤️🌴
Working on my first art installation here in Hawaii for the @honolulubiennial which will involve these #banonoor  baskets. The installation will be centered around a new poem that's inspired by a Marshallese legend about islands dropped from a basket. Thanks to Taki and her crew for teaching us, Tamera for arranging it, and to Uncle Cal, Aiko, and Lia for helping us find leaves and weaving. I'm so appreciative for how supportive everyone's been ❤️🌴
Happy holidays fam! Shoutout to the @barcinas_sisters for this gorgeous woven wreath ✌🏽
Happy holidays fam! Shoutout to the @barcinas_sisters for this gorgeous woven wreath ✌🏽
Jo-Jikum Retreat 2016 #legend
On my way back home after a week in Minnesota with the organization Climate Generation: A Will Steger Legacy. Performed a brand spankin new poem "Utilomar" at their 10 year celebration that connected Marshalls Minnesota and the importance of investing in our youth to carry out our climate progress. Will be posting the poem here in a few days. Besides this, their organization works with educators and youth to promote climate education and empowerment in their state and has a structure that I hope our organization Jo-Jikum can one day have - gave me a lot to think about and consider.  Thanks for the love Minnesota! It's been real. Real cold lol
On my way back home after a week in Minnesota with the organization Climate Generation: A Will Steger Legacy. Performed a brand spankin new poem "Utilomar" at their 10 year celebration that connected Marshalls Minnesota and the importance of investing in our youth to carry out our climate progress. Will be posting the poem here in a few days. Besides this, their organization works with educators and youth to promote climate education and empowerment in their state and has a structure that I hope our organization Jo-Jikum can one day have - gave me a lot to think about and consider. Thanks for the love Minnesota! It's been real. Real cold lol
#COP22 has ended and we're on our way back home from Morocco. Just wanna take a moment to give a shoutout to our Jo-Jikum youth representatives who came to the COP - BJ Zebedy and Winona Jalisa-Kisino. They shared their stories proudly and passionately through youth actions, panels, and interviews and they represented RMI so well. We all couldn't be prouder!
#COP22  has ended and we're on our way back home from Morocco. Just wanna take a moment to give a shoutout to our Jo-Jikum youth representatives who came to the COP - BJ Zebedy and Winona Jalisa-Kisino. They shared their stories proudly and passionately through youth actions, panels, and interviews and they represented RMI so well. We all couldn't be prouder!
Iakwe from #COP22 ✌🏽️🌊🇲🇭🌴quick shot before my next performance for the Climate Vulnerable Forum event on 100% Renewable Energy For 1.5 #majolrepresent #1point5tothrive #renewablenergyenergynow
First event here at #cop22 was a closing panel for #DCdays with Mary Robinson - thanks to Twitter account @andreaqzhu for this shot of me sharing a closing poem
First event here at #cop22  was a closing panel for #DCdays  with Mary Robinson - thanks to Twitter account @andreaqzhu for this shot of me sharing a closing poem
Been hoarding this gollum style (my precious lol) just cuz I love it so much lol. Buut sharing is caring - so I'm happy to finally share the cover for my new book, "Iep Jāltok: Poems from a Marshallese Daughter." It's out this February 14th. You can begin pre-ordering now at the link in profile. The cover was designed by Leigh Mcdonald, the book designer for University of Arizona Press. I think she did such an amazing job taking what I hoped for the cover and making it a reality. The photo featured was taken by my cousin, fellow climate warrior, and fellow Co-Director for our non-profit Jo-Jikum , Milan̄ Loeak. And the weaver who's beautiful hand is the centerpiece is Betty Lobwij. This will be the first collection of poetry published by a Marshallese outside of the Marshall Islands (shoutout to Cent Langidrik). So it was important to me that it featured Marshallese artistry - and it just so happened that it was all work by Marshallese women. From Milan's amazing photography skills to Betty's gorgeous weaving, I'm honored and humbled that I have the privilege of featuring their work on my cover. I also found out while we were designing the cover that Betty passed away this past year. Unfortunately I never got to meet her. From what I've heard, she was a master weaver who worked with the USP Jaki-Ed program, and her weaving was renowned. Although this only gives a slight peak into Betty's work, I hope it contributes to her legacy. All in all, I'm honored to be featuring her legacy, and Milan's artistry, and I look forward to the day I can hold this book in my hands <3 <3
Been hoarding this gollum style (my precious lol) just cuz I love it so much lol. Buut sharing is caring - so I'm happy to finally share the cover for my new book, "Iep Jāltok: Poems from a Marshallese Daughter." It's out this February 14th. You can begin pre-ordering now at the link in profile. The cover was designed by Leigh Mcdonald, the book designer for University of Arizona Press. I think she did such an amazing job taking what I hoped for the cover and making it a reality. The photo featured was taken by my cousin, fellow climate warrior, and fellow Co-Director for our non-profit Jo-Jikum , Milan̄ Loeak. And the weaver who's beautiful hand is the centerpiece is Betty Lobwij. This will be the first collection of poetry published by a Marshallese outside of the Marshall Islands (shoutout to Cent Langidrik). So it was important to me that it featured Marshallese artistry - and it just so happened that it was all work by Marshallese women. From Milan's amazing photography skills to Betty's gorgeous weaving, I'm honored and humbled that I have the privilege of featuring their work on my cover. I also found out while we were designing the cover that Betty passed away this past year. Unfortunately I never got to meet her. From what I've heard, she was a master weaver who worked with the USP Jaki-Ed program, and her weaving was renowned. Although this only gives a slight peak into Betty's work, I hope it contributes to her legacy. All in all, I'm honored to be featuring her legacy, and Milan's artistry, and I look forward to the day I can hold this book in my hands <3 <3
On windsurfers and uprooted trees. Reflecting on links between tourism, climate change, militarization, while visiting Saipan to deliver a keynote at the Humanities Council. Thanks for this photo @pacific_aesthetics
On windsurfers and uprooted trees. Reflecting on links between tourism, climate change, militarization, while visiting Saipan to deliver a keynote at the Humanities Council. Thanks for this photo @pacific_aesthetics
I am a mouthful of glass marbles a rolled tongue
stuck raw in my clogged throat white man’s
burden boiled syrup sweet slowing down my speech

When I was 6 I moved to Hawai’i learned my name was no longer
Dede it was Kathy I became blacktop negotiations
tetherball tied tongues a new culture to learn

When I was 22 I moved back to Majuro
a small strip of land an ocean
I no longer knew a sea of blank spaces
a place that was no longer home

When I was 24 another Micronesian told me that girls
like me
are westernized/americanized therefore
lost
I stood and watched my cousin
tattoo a stick chart into her back
the buzz of ink a map to find 
our way back 
home

When I was 26 I saw my last name spelled
proper just
how it sounds
for the first
time

Jetn̄il-Kijiner

I realized I been shaping it wrong
all these years for colonial ears to hear
Jet-nil Kitchen-er how
do you say your name? How
do you say your country? Where
is your country?
Show it to me
Dance for me
Hang on the wall for me

I am a burden of representation
I am boxed in at the bishop museum
an indigenous voice woven for your display

Here you go step right up listen
to this poet listen to this
native tongue - look
she walks and she/
talks too

But before I was
A label verifying contents before 
I was a glass cage before
the water creeped
up to our shores before I learned
not
to trust that tide
Before I was confronted
with roots braided into a plastic
umbilical connected
to a mountain of trash that’s consumed our home

Before
I was 4
I was crouched slippers
on the dirt path outside my home
shooting marbles
watching this world
through a sea glass glow
**art: @artwilliamleo @jocelynkng **to read about the inspiration behind this poem and the photo check link in profile
I am a mouthful of glass marbles a rolled tongue stuck raw in my clogged throat white man’s burden boiled syrup sweet slowing down my speech When I was 6 I moved to Hawai’i learned my name was no longer Dede it was Kathy I became blacktop negotiations tetherball tied tongues a new culture to learn When I was 22 I moved back to Majuro a small strip of land an ocean I no longer knew a sea of blank spaces a place that was no longer home When I was 24 another Micronesian told me that girls like me are westernized/americanized therefore lost I stood and watched my cousin tattoo a stick chart into her back the buzz of ink a map to find our way back home When I was 26 I saw my last name spelled proper just how it sounds for the first time Jetn̄il-Kijiner I realized I been shaping it wrong all these years for colonial ears to hear Jet-nil Kitchen-er how do you say your name? How do you say your country? Where is your country? Show it to me Dance for me Hang on the wall for me I am a burden of representation I am boxed in at the bishop museum an indigenous voice woven for your display Here you go step right up listen to this poet listen to this native tongue - look she walks and she/ talks too But before I was A label verifying contents before I was a glass cage before the water creeped up to our shores before I learned not to trust that tide Before I was confronted with roots braided into a plastic umbilical connected to a mountain of trash that’s consumed our home Before I was 4 I was crouched slippers on the dirt path outside my home shooting marbles watching this world through a sea glass glow **art: @artwilliamleo @jocelynkng **to read about the inspiration behind this poem and the photo check link in profile
Had a great time running a writing and theater workshop alongside Dan this past Thursday. Participants here represent youth organizations Jo-Jikum, Jodrikdrik ñan Jodrikdrik ilo Ejmour and Kumit Bobrae Coalition. Really grateful for their work and their feedback. Looking forward to working more with them as we develop this play :)
Had a great time running a writing and theater workshop alongside Dan this past Thursday. Participants here represent youth organizations Jo-Jikum, Jodrikdrik ñan Jodrikdrik ilo Ejmour and Kumit Bobrae Coalition. Really grateful for their work and their feedback. Looking forward to working more with them as we develop this play :)
Candid shot of me mom and dad after the opening session of the Nitijela (Marshallese parliament) on Monday. I guess something was funny 👀 lol. Proud of limama for a great State of the Nation Address #latepost #teammom #rideordie
Candid shot of me mom and dad after the opening session of the Nitijela (Marshallese parliament) on Monday. I guess something was funny 👀 lol. Proud of limama for a great State of the Nation Address #latepost  #teammom  #rideordie 
Flew into Saipan from Guahan for just a day to teach a new poetry workshop discussing empathy - empathy in regards to real social issues our communities struggle with, what makes us human, how we are connected etc. This is a shot from one of the exercises we did with the high school students. The workshop was developed during the Spoken Word Teachers Workshop here at #festpac with @pacifictongueshi . Grateful for the opportunity to try this new workshop, for my fellow teachers for developing it, for the great turnout of students and folks, and for PREL and the Humanties Council for sponsoring it. I'll see you again soon Saipan! Thanks for having me :)
Flew into Saipan from Guahan for just a day to teach a new poetry workshop discussing empathy - empathy in regards to real social issues our communities struggle with, what makes us human, how we are connected etc. This is a shot from one of the exercises we did with the high school students. The workshop was developed during the Spoken Word Teachers Workshop here at #festpac  with @pacifictongueshi . Grateful for the opportunity to try this new workshop, for my fellow teachers for developing it, for the great turnout of students and folks, and for PREL and the Humanties Council for sponsoring it. I'll see you again soon Saipan! Thanks for having me :)
Loving all the fiestas I been to out here..Chamorro food is so bomb. Kelaguen for the win! Lol
Loving all the fiestas I been to out here..Chamorro food is so bomb. Kelaguen for the win! Lol