Of mixed descent from northern Amerindian ancestors and British colonists, I live in a strange place among strange monkeys and the Pillars of Hercules feeling displaced and confused... so I write poetry to find my roots in Manitou's heaven...
...and I love and I dream, I dream and I love, I love to dream, and I dream to love! more »
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Comments about Piegan Apsaroke
I am present without warning
I show my true self only in the dark
But I belong neither to night nor day
I am intricate and whole
Not art but wrought passion
Excellent deep delight of essentialities
I am the extreme purity of virginal thirst
I neither show my truth nor conceal it
My innocence is described dimly
As the unborn flower of nothing