Wednesday, June 27, 2012

POW WOW BUNDLE

Dreams of the pow wow highway start drifting through in February
While gazing through the window at the vast snow laying deep on the still vaster earth
Or with the first glance of a new morning, still dark, moon in the east.
Not quite memories, certainly not plans, the scenes tumble along
Of teepee villages, Grand Entry, smiling faces smudged with frybread honey.

Along about April, snow soggy with the longer days, lists start coming to mind:
Sage, sweetgrass, toothpaste, bugspray, sunscreen,gifts for elders,dancing moccassins,
And sometime in late May the grocery list: chocolate for Little Bear, pancake mix, honey for Grandmother Twila, summer-canned peaches for Uncle Bill
(he's alone now, loves fruit),
And that deer jerky we made in September, take the last of that to share.

Not very organized, but filled to the roof (on top is the old teepee and a liner),
The first miles roll under the balding tires toward Arlee, and items come to mind
That got left behind: baby wipes, toothpaste, a potholder for the coffee pot,
some arnica balm for sore joints after a night of bone game.
Oh, check that stuff in the bandana that White lady gave us.
There's some in there. And a Hershey bar to sweeten the way.

Dance, eat and pray: the formula for Big Buffalo Hearts, and Peace among the families.
No secret: just dance, eat and pray.

Ogeebees, traveling spirits, go with you, laughing.

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