Two dog soldier poems from the cheyenne

A bird has flown out of my eyes
It’s song is made of the whirlwind….

Who can feel the sound that follows them
Can see forever….

It is a good day to live…..



My medicine has grown

Strange and wild…..
Let me pass

I am taking care of you….



Henahaneh mahagodomiuts ehiwoh.



For a wounded human world
From the stronghold
March 29/02

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