New Writing from the A:shiwi community/New Mexico: come in, the poetry is on!


April 11, 2026

Spring greetings, dear friends. I know it’s a tough world out there but we have poetry here. Come in, the stew is on!

I am a rung on a ladder. Inside me, are ladders of ancient buildings.*

Have a look at new writing from wondrous writers from the A:shiwi community (Zuni pueblo) on the Ancestral Nature blog. This is the first group of writers - with more to come.

Valarie Bellson

Tiyana Haloo

Chris Hustito

Diana Kostelecky

Vanessa Yuselew

Down by the pond, I pass the smell of dinner cooking.*

The work emerged from a series of Faraway Is Close workshops I facilitated at
A:shiwi Tribal College last year.

The river is singing I:wiche mana nap she*

Special thanks to late great Hayes Lewis, a dear friend whose inspired support made these workshops possible.

Walking, we saw a dance of greens along what used to be a thriving lake.*

It's hard to write just one sentence about Hayes - but for now, I will and send deep gratitude to his persistent encouragement of my creativity and the creativity of his community.

The people called the A:shiwi shape wondrous creations with wood, stone and silver.*

with gratitude

Shebana

(PS: I'm writing all formal and all but I tell you, my heart is just bursting to see this writing, this sharing, this being, these writers who have kept at it, taking their creativity to heart.)

‘Di:s ali chi: k’ya:bal ido, da’chiłchi dene:a.

O to eat chile stew*

*all lines from their work

in the end

pps: your comments are always welcome, you know that! so if you feel moved to share, either by hitting reply or below the posts, please do. they’d be such encouragement to writers just beginning their creative journeys.

Shebana Coelho

contact me at info@shebanacoelho.com

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