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| William Stafford |
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| At The Klamath Berry Festival | ||||
| The war chief danced the old way - the eagle wing he held before his mouth - and when he turned the boom-boom stopped. He took two steps. A sociologist was there; the Scout troop danced. I envied him the places where he had not been. The boom began again. Outside he heard the stick game, and the Blackfoot gamblers arguing at poker under lanterns. Still-moccasined and bashful, holding the eagle wing before his mouth, listening and listening, he danced after others stopped. He took two steps, the boom caught up, the mountains rose, the still deep river slid but never broke it quiet. I looked back when I left: he took two steps, he took two steps, past the sociologist. |
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