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Totems |
The Heredity Chief – an ordinary man,
Knows no reason to sing
His own swan song
In the beige frost
Of dawn’s solace.
Instead, a fax machine whirrs
Direct officiates as
Ethno-historical studies
Glean consolidation from
The Netherlands,
To Leningrad, to Paris...
Objectively, he turns his back
On the technological plateau
And shuffles out
To greet the small world:
Gustoweha crowned *
Headed towards the wolf
Making his rounds.
{* Gustoweha – Paugussett Nation’s Head-dress}
copyright 2019
Stefanie
Bennett |
