Nature Poem
"You're an Indian, why don't you write nature poetry?"
inside this bottle
stands of pine
burning
Indian fire fighters
black ash faces
& 16 hour days
caught in the middle
ring of fire
they dug a hole
& burrowed in
pretending to be roots
or gophers, etc.
hoping the fires
would pass over
like an (eagle)
no one in the hole
was burned
fire sucked the air
from their lungs
buried in graves
they dug for themselves.
Sherman Alexie.................from Old Shirts & New Skins
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