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Powhattan's Mantle--Pocahontas' Magic Cloak, by Joan Leotta

4/1/2017

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Cloak of Chief Wahunsenacawh Powhattan, King of Virginia, late 1500s-early 1600s. Pohatan. Displayed at Ashmolean, Museum of Art and Archeology, University of Oxford.
Powhattan's Mantle--Pocahontas' Magic Cloak

Poet's Note: Powhattan's Mantle is on display in the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford England. In this poem, I imagine how Pocahontas, daughter of Powhattan, (born Matoaka, known as Amonute, and later known as Rebecca Rolfe, b.circa. 1595 in Virginia – d. March 1617, London, England) felt about the cloak, her only tactile connection to her people once she sailed to England with her husband

Wrapped in the regal
softness of her hard homeland
Amonute, Makatoa, Pocahontas
reigned over all.
The cloak was her father's.
A bit of home that traveled
with her to this harsh new
place called England.

This outer mantle matched her inner honour,
touched the place in her that
gave her the strength
to save John Smith
from the axe, 
to become John Rolfe's wife,
to endure rough seas on the ship,
to try to embrace the cold damp of London.

I wonder, did she ever cry herself to sleep 
wrapped in that former finery? Did she 
lift it to her face amid the stink 
of London to recall the
clean sweet smells of forest and the Bay?

After the birth of her son, Tom, or
doing the bidding of her spouse,
caring for her babe
did she quietly repair to cupboard
to stroke this cloak, 
crying out to her father?

Then, there she could save the lives of others,
now could not save herself,
from raging fevers, not
even with the magic of her father's cloak.

Swiftly, too swiftly she descended
into the ground at Gravesend!
We have her father's cloak but
Pocahontas took its power with her.

Joan Leotta

This poem was first published in Algebra of Owls.

Joan Leotta has been playing with words on page and stage since childhood in Pittsburgh. She is a writer and story performer. Her Legacy of Honor series feature strong Italian-American women. Her poetry and essays appear or are forthcoming in Gnarled Oak, the A-3 Review, Hobart Literary Review, Silver Birch, Peacock, and Postcard Poems and Prose among others. Her first poetry chapbook, Languid Lusciousness with Lemon, was just released by Finishing Line Press. Joan's picture books from Theaqllc, Whoosh!, Summer in a Bowl, Rosa and the Red Apron, and Rosa's Shell celebrate food and family. Her  award-winning short stories are collected in Simply a Smile. You can find more about her work on her blog at www.joanleotta.wordpress.com
2 Comments
Alarie Tennille
4/3/2017 08:44:29 pm

Powerful poem. I grew up near Jamestown, VA, and have always been fascinated by Pocahontas and the original Virginians.

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Mary McCarthy
4/5/2017 06:33:45 pm


beautiful poem Joan, another woman's sacrifice--the distance between who she probably was, and how she has been mythologized is far too common in the stories of women. You make it so easy to see her in that London stink. longing for the sweet air of home.

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