Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Soltice
Painting by Howard Terpning
Solstice:
by Kaw-ii-su--Skygate
Solstice
the thunder remains in my belly
even when no one is watching
At first light of day
I have seen the sky-gate
drumming
I have sent a song through it
and feet which will stomp the earth
I have gathered myself and named myself
salt, corn
I have counted myself
tobacco
drum
sweetgrass a morning feast
feet
passed through invisible hands
fingers
sky-gate opens
I will press my belly to the earth
just a few feet away
and sing from there
two-lane highway
air-conditioned indifference
Tobacco Indian
magnificent oblivion
Natural Man Runs Down-wind
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Very pretty this work of its WEB,
congratulations, desiring much success,
EfigĂȘnia Coutinho
BRAZIL
http://poesiasefigeniacoutinho.blogspot.com/
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