Famine bonds: Choctaw and Irish poets combine

LeAnne Howe, Doireann Ní Ghríofa and Padraig Kirwan on their collaborations inspired by a remarkable act of empathy

LeAnne Howe: We lost one quarter of our population from starvation on that long walk to Indian Territory. But I believe it gave us empathy for others who have suffered great loss and hunger

LeAnne Howe: We lost one quarter of our population from starvation on that long walk to Indian Territory. But I believe it gave us empathy for others who have suffered great loss and hunger

 

As a Choctaw, it was my mother, the late Christine Billy (Poynor) who told me about our tribe’s 1847 gift to the Irish during the potato famine. I’m not sure what year it was when she told me, or even how old I was at the time. But she was very proud that the Choctaws had taken up a collection at Skullyville, a town in Indian Territory, and sent it to the Irish for famine relief.

I remember how the news affected me. I wanted to know more about our tribal history and about our mound building culture. When I decided to write a novel many years later I applied for and received several research fellowships while working on Shell Shaker (Aunt Lute Books, 2001). Much of that book slides between 18th- and 20th-century histories and in one chapter my character talks about the story of the Choctaws giving aid to the Irish people in 1847, only 16 years after our own tragic removal from our original homelands. We lost one quarter of our population from starvation on that long walk to Indian Territory. But I believe it gave us empathy for others who have suffered great loss and hunger.

President Mrs Mary Robinson is made an honorary Chief of the Choctaw Indian nation of Oklahoma by Randal Dorant (right) speaker of the Choctaw tribal council at Aras an Uachtaráin in 1992. Photograph: Joe St Leger
President Mrs Mary Robinson is made an honorary Chief of the Choctaw Indian nation of Oklahoma by Randal Dorant (right) speaker of the Choctaw tribal council at Aras an Uachtaráin in 1992. Photograph: Joe St Leger
Gary White Deer and his wife Janie White Deer of the Choctaw nation in Oklahoma at Gaelscoil Cholmcille, Santry, Dublin in 2007. Photograph: Kate Geraghty
Gary White Deer and his wife Janie White Deer of the Choctaw nation in Oklahoma at Gaelscoil Cholmcille, Santry, Dublin in 2007. Photograph: Kate Geraghty

Enter my association with Goldsmiths University Senior Lecturer in the Literature of the Americas, Irish scholar and author Padraig Kirwan, He asked if I could come to London and give a reading from Shell Shaker in 2011. I was greatly honoured. Now we’re working on a book together, Trans-Atlantic Reciprocity: The Choctaw-Irish Gift Exchange 1847-2017. These essays by Choctaw and Irish writers look at the original gift that the Choctaw sent and the Irish response.

Padraig Kirwan writes, “I seem to remember hearing about the gift when I was still at primary school in Rathdrum, Co Wicklow, and the very idea of it seemed epic, almost folkloric, to me then. When I began to investigate the circumstances surrounding this truly amazing act of generosity, I realised that the real story was, in fact, more impressive and awe-inspiring than I had first thought. Removed from their ancestral lands by state and governmental policies that supported and enabled white settlers’ land claims in Georgia and Mississippi, and further encroachments into land west of the Mississippi River, the tribe had suffered great losses in the early decades of the nineteenth century. Those hardships, and all that the Nation had lost, make the decision to donate money to Ireland remarkable.

“We must honour that spirit of empathy today, and remember that Chief Batton’s decision to visit Ireland, President Higgins’ wonderful welcome for the delegation and Alex Pentek’s inspiring sculpture Kindred Spirits are parts of a long history of international collectivism and connectivity between the Choctaw Nation and our own. Beyond our nations, I would hope that the book project that we are working on has the potential to force us to think about empathy and dialogue between culturally distinct communities, while also reminding us of the importance of sharing resources. Today, more than ever, we need to hear about that.”

This year, I learned about the wonderful monuments that were being created in Ireland dedicated to the 1847 gift exchange. That’s when I saw the posts by the amazing Irish poet Doireann Ní Ghríofa. She and I decided to create a chapbook Singing, Still, Libretto for the 1847 Choctaw Gift to the Irish for Famine Relief of “call and response” poems dedicated to our ancestors, the Irish and Choctaws who lived and died through the hunger years, suffering at the hands of colonialism. As Doireann reminds us, the poetry is trilingual, allowing English to form a bridge between our native languages.

Doireann Ní Ghríofa: “This pamphlet allowed me a way to articulate both gratitude and shame.” Photograph: Bríd O’Donovan
Doireann Ní Ghríofa: “This pamphlet allowed me a way to articulate both gratitude and shame.” Photograph: Bríd O’Donovan

“I was exhilarated to be approached by LeAnne Howe, a poet whose work I have admired for some time,” says Doireann Ní Ghríofa. “The process of researching and beginning to write this pamphlet ignited many feelings for me, notably a deep gratitude, but equally, a deep and profound sense of shame. We Irish have such common ground with the Choctaw people, sharing our histories of brutal colonialism, and yet so many people of Irish origin were active in the subjugation of native communities across America – not least Andrew Jackson himself.

“This pamphlet allowed me a way to articulate both gratitude and shame. For months I immersed myself in the process of responding to this extraordinary act of gratitude. It is such a pleasure, now, to see our collaboration in print, and a worthy gesture, I hope, to our ancestors – both those who hungered and those who nourished.”

We did. Here too, is our call and response.

To order a copy of Singing, Still, Libretto for the 1847 Choctaw Gift to the Irish for Famine Relief, visit ileannehowe.com and click publications. LeAnne Howe is Eidson Distinguished Professor in American Literature at the University of Georgia

From Singing, Still

Homeland

In the beginning, some say the Choctaw people came up out of the mound at Nanih Waiya singing

Issa hal-a-li haa- toko Ik-sa illok isha shkee
Issa hal-a-li haa- toko Ik-sa illok isha shkee
Issa hal-a-li haa- toko Ik-sa illok isha shkee
Issa hal-a-li haa- toko Ik-sa illok isha shkee

Because you are holding onto me I am not dead yet.

An Glaoch

Éist. Éist.
An gcloiseann tú é?

Éiríonn guth ón gcré.
Cór.

Listen.
Can you hear it?

From the land, a voice lifts.
It becomes a chorus.

Because you are holding onto me, I am not dead yet.
As long as you speak of us, you will not forget.

Glaoim
Glaoim ort
Glaoim orthu
Glaoim siar
Glaoim

I call
I call you
I call them
I call back
I call west
I call

Druidim mo bhéal.
I quieten. I wait.

Silence.
Tost.

Then,
Ansin,
ón dtost,
cloisim guth.

Éist.
Listen.
From silence,
a voice lifts.

Ishki, Mother, Upon Leaving The Choctaw Homelands, 1831

Right here is where I once suckled babies into Red people
Right here we grew three sisters into Corn, Beans, and Squash
Right here we gave foods to all who hungered
Right here we nurtured abundance.

Right here my body was a cycle of giving until
Torn from our homelands by the Naholla, and
Andrew Jackson, the duteous seamster
Intent on opening all veins.

Right here there’s a hole of sorrow in the center of my chest
A puncture
A chasm of muscle
Sinew
Bones

Right here I will stitch my wounds and live on
And sing,
And sing,
I am singing, still.

An tAmhrán Ocrach

Ní thig linn an seansaol
a fheiceáil ach trí pholl eochrach,
radharc cúng orthu siúd
a ghlaonn go ciúin
ón dtaobh eile
den doras.

The past can be seen only
through a keyhole we peer through,
to find this narrow, shadowed view
of those who wait there,
a murmuring heard
from the other side
of the door.

Poll eocrach
Poll ocrach
Poll dubh a shlog
Poll a sciob

Keyhole
Hole that hungered
Hole that swallowed
Hole that stole

Cuirim cluas leis
an bpoll eocrach.
Cuirim beola leis.
Glaoim orthu arís
le buíochas
a ghabháil leo

And so, I press an ear
to the keyhole.
I press lips to it.
I call again;
in gratitude,
I call to them.

I know they are there,
I can almost hear them speak
as they prepare to leave.

At the 2015 Colloquium on the Trans-Atlantic Choctaw/Irish Exchange at the University of Georgia, from left: Padraig Kirwan, Goldsmiths, University of London; Peter D O’Neill, University of Georgia,; Paul Gleeson, Consul General of Ireland, Atlanta; Jace Weaver, University of Georgia; and Choctaw citizens Jacki Rand, associate professor, University of Iowa, and LeAnne Howe
At the 2015 Colloquium on the Trans-Atlantic Choctaw/Irish Exchange at the University of Georgia, from left: Padraig Kirwan, Goldsmiths, University of London; Peter D O’Neill, University of Georgia,; Paul Gleeson, Consul General of Ireland, Atlanta; Jace Weaver, University of Georgia; and Choctaw citizens Jacki Rand, associate professor, University of Iowa, and LeAnne Howe
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