One of the first things that struck me about Lee Maracle's second novel, Ravensong , is how utterly lacking in subtlety it is. Maracle has chosen a vast and complicated canvas, and perhaps she has tried to cram too many issues into her novel, but the fact remains that all these issues are related.
Humans call it catastrophe.
Just birth, Raven crowed. The novel is filled with pain and various forms of death, but it also has a sense of humor and life. What is clear is that the bridge needs to be built and extended not only for the survival of native peoples but for the meaningful survival of human beings in general. Listening to the song of Raven is a beginning.