Tag Archives: essence

Native Essence (Tienageratie Orenda)

Soy, I am

The essence,

Iroquois,

The day before the dark Bush cloud

Mi Tierra, my life

Now the father sky,

Is dark upon my bleached face,

Mi sangre, the river,

Death from above,

The day of the dark Bush cloud

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Glimpses by Ophelia

Ophelia cannot do nothing, including gazing that
“insignificance” out into its inner essence, not
to survey the outlines of the day out of the daylight.
She cannot ascend from it, she cannot shove them f
rom her-many less weaker limitations, lest she is
unable
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Native Essence (Tienageratie Orenda)

Mi Tierra, my life
Before the Bush cloud took it,
Now the father sky,
Is dark upon my bleached face,
Mi sangre, the river,
Death from above,
The day of the dark Bush cloud
Continue reading

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I∧∩vou

This living tongue continues to explore the moments of breathing in the human expression without attaching itself to any aspect of past and future events. Continue reading

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