Washing My Mother's Body: A Ceremony for Grief

by Joy Harjo

Overview

A beautifully illustrated edition of Poet Laureate Joy Harjo’s poem “Washing My Mother’s Body,” which offers a way through grief when the loss appears unbearable.

As I wash my mother’s face, I tell her
how beautiful she is, how brave, how her beauty and bravery
live on in her grandchildren. Her face is relaxed, peaceful.
Her earth memory body has not left yet,
but when I see her the next day, embalmed and in the casket
in the funeral home, it will be gone.
Where does it go?

Through lyrical prose and evocative watercolor illustrations by award-winning Muscogee artist Dana Tiger, Washing My Mother’s Body explores the complexity of a daughter’s grief as she reflects on the joys and sorrows of her mother’s life. She lays her mother to rest in the landscape of her memory, honoring the hands that raised her, the body that protected her, and the legs that carried her mother through adversity.

Moving, comforting, and deeply emotional, Washing My Mother’s Body is a tender look at mother-daughter relationships, the complexity of grieving the loss of a parent, and the enduring love of those left behind.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781984861368
Publisher:	Clarkson Potter/Ten Speed
Publication date:	04/01/2025
Pages:	80
Product dimensions:	5.70(w) x 7.60(h) x 0.60(d)

About the Author

Joy Harjo is an internationally renowned poet, performer, and writer of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation who has served three terms as the 23rd Poet Laureate of the United States. Harjo is the author of ten books of poetry, several plays, prose collections, and children's books, and two memoirs; she has also produced seven award-winning music albums and edited several anthologies. Her many honors include Yale's Bollingen Prize for American Poetry, the National Book Critics Circle Ivan Sandrof Lifetime Achievement Award, the Ruth Lily Prize for Lifetime Achievement from the Poetry Foundation, and a Guggenheim Fellowship. She is a chancellor of the Academy of American Poets and board of directors chair of the Native Arts & Cultures Foundation. She lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma, where she is the inaugural artist-in-residence for the Bob Dylan Center.

Dana Tiger is an award-winning internationally acclaimed artist. She is a member of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation and is of Seminole and Cherokee descent. Tiger is best known for her watercolors and acrylic paintings depicting the strength and determination of Native American women. Tiger is an inductee into the Oklahoma Women’s Hall of Fame and is the founder of Legacy Cultural Learning Community, a nonprofit that nurtures creativity in young Native Americans.

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Introduction

I never know what a poem, song, or other composition will offer. This poem surprised me. I was in the middle of writing a poetry collection involving research and interrogation of family history, particularly the removal of my father’s family from our homelands in the southeastern United States, when the first lines of “Washing My Mother’s Body” tumbled out onto the page: “I never got to wash my mother’s body when she died./I return to take care of her in memory./That’s how I make peace when things are left undone.” I had to run to keep up with the poem as it unfolded from the emotional depths of grief that I didn’t know I was still carrying.

Grief is uncontainable. It is a shapeshifter. One day, it is a few quiet tears. The next, a deluge and you tread through the salty waters for hours. As I wrote, I did not know what I would find. The poem was showing me as I followed it. Death is the companion of life. It remains a mystery. We will all eventually leave on a journey for which there is no discernable earth map. Poetry is a tool for the investigation of mystery, for finding words when there are no words. Words sung or spoken are often the doorways that begin and end the ceremony of transformative moments of our lives.

I wanted to honor my mother’s life by washing her body when she died. I wasn’t allowed that opportunity. She felt torn from me, a ritual undone. I was the oldest child, the oldest daughter, and I knew her in a way that no one else knew her. Maybe that is true of every child in every family. We each know our mother in a manner that is unlike any other. The mother root is the deepest root in each of us. This poem taught me that in poetry, you can bend time to go back and take care of what needs to be done.

If anyone knows about grief, it is the artist visionary Dana Tiger. She and her family have endured more than their share of loss. If anyone knows about joy, it is also Dana Tiger. For a lifetime, she has uplifted our community with brilliant images that tell the mythic and ordinary stories of our lives. Tiger’s art honors our Mvskoke community, reminds us that we have a special place in the earth story. Both Tiger and I come from families of artists. We both carry within us transformational relationships with our mothers. We are dedicated to our Mvskoke culture. Our cultural ways have taught us to respect the processes of living and dying. From this, we have collaborated on a book that is an offering to assist those bearing grief, to help others through to healing in this human journey. We ask that it be done with vnoketkv and vrakkueckv, with a love for people and ongoing respect for this mysterious and beautiful life.

Mvto.

—Joy Harjo