Totem Last Night With Us Walked - A Verbal Sculpture - Poem by Warren Falcon
In arms we carried It as
one does a child yet it was
He who carried us both bird
and man who cried openly
along the way entire for our
presence solid in His arms.
He did not care who saw
these shed tears, head down
beneath spring blossoms -
Dogon warrior standing tall
with his staff and carved horn.
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