Friday, April 10, 2015

the message of crazy horse

- Lucille Clifton
i would sit in the center of the world,   
the Black Hills hooped around me and   
dream of my dancing horse. my wife

was Black Shawl who gave me the daughter   
i called They Are Afraid Of Her.   
i was afraid of nothing

except Black Buffalo Woman.   
my love for her i wore
instead of feathers. i did not dance

i dreamed. i am dreaming now
across the worlds. my medicine is strong.   
my medicine is strong in the Black basket   
of these fingers. i come again through this

Black Buffalo woman. hear me;   
the hoop of the world is breaking.   
fire burns in the four directions.
the dreamers are running away from the hills.   
i have seen it. i am crazy horse.

from Next. Copyright 1987.

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