Monthly Archives: July 2020
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In this time In this time of posted landWhere do we go...?How do we live...?No food gathered…No medicine picked...No game honorably killed and eaten... In ...
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Wocawson Cipenuk From the East she blows a gentle rainAnd washes away our worry and pain.Her breezes reach out and bath the nightThen peace is ...
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Phillip at Wachusett The grating of the dried oaks of Wachusettleaf upon layered leafwould shatter the wind’s soft lilting whisperin the sea-pines at Pokanoket.I listen ...
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When We Surrender Raven flew across vast oceansand continentsgathering all that obscures. The flight was heavy;the load immense:greed,envy,lust,hatred. Raven never complained.What was surrenderedcould be absorbed. ...
