Sunday, July 23, 2006

Lame Deer's Vision Comments

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High atop the mountain
A boy crouched alone in the vision pit – waiting.
Raising his red stone pipe to the four directions
He sent clouds of willow bark smoke
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Robert Charles Howard
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William F Dougherty 03 September 2012

A yoeman willing to reclaim and capable of reviving poetry's foundations in communal narratives.

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Ben Gieske 18 October 2007

Beautifully written. Sweeps the reader along with all that is happening. Makes one weep for the past and desperately hope that the vision can be preserved and realized.

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Phillip Sawatzky 28 December 2006

Robert, the reverence herein chants into the bones-perhaps if we all would consciously undertake our vision quest, our people might yet live. Phillip

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Joseph Daly 24 August 2006

There is a lovely warmth withing the narrative and the structure of the stanzas is exceptional. It strikes me that there must be a similarity between music and poetry as this, along with other poems of yours, carries a melody (atonal if you like! lol) .

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Robert Charles Howard

Robert Charles Howard

Wyandotte MI
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