Bojan Louis is a member of the Navajo Nation-Naakai Dine'é; Ashiihí; Ta'neezahnii; Bilgáana. He is a poet, fiction writer, essayist, and poetry and production editor for RED INK: An International Journal of Indigenous Literature, Arts, & Humanities, and the author of the nonfiction chapbook, Troubleshooting Silence in Arizona (Guillotine, 2012). He has been a resident at the MacDowell Colony. Currents is his debut collection.

Books by Bojan Louis:

About Currents:

"It takes only the ring of the opening poems in Currents to realize this book does exactly what one hopes a first book will do, bring alive a new, original voice. It's a voice Bojan Louis not only sustains, but builds, the way, say, a young Sonny Rollins, might shape and vary a singular solo that flows through song after song: raw, kinetic, authentic, a poetry in which language has in common with music the visceral feel of the breathing body behind it."
—Stuart Dybek

"Bojan Louis' Currents is piercing and polyglot. From the first stark poem, spoken in the voice of a hard-living construction worker in Alaska who regards the sea and thinks of Jonah ('bowel-held / and undigested'), to the last in the voice of Xipe Totec (Nahuatl for Our Lord The Flayed One, as Louis' useful notes tell us), we are swept into a fierce and sublime poetry, part incantatory vision, part caustic critique of government cruelty and injustice toward indigenous peoples. By turns a protest of the earth's poisoning, and as in the title poem, a prayer offered in the Diné 'tradition and knowing,' what Currents crystallizes in these taut poetic concentrates goes straight to our souls: 'The prayer, the prayed to, the offering / and the offered; / the bent back and the harvest.'"
—Cynthia Hogue

"Currents is charged and luminous under 'butane flame dawn.' Bojan Louis 'stick-frames nightmares' into song— in attempt to heal and jolt awake stories in blistering holler above his homelands of pot-holed desert highways and reservation borders. An electrician by trade, Diné poet Bojan Louis' debut is a multilingual ceremony of electricity, earth and memory, where brokenness is the ground from which our stories continue reaching for Hózhó?."
—Sherwin Bitsui