mayday ceremony:
chants, bells, drums
music, prayers
new age old hippies and Swil Kanim
wafting violin compositions
mesmerizing us on ground
his ancestors for twenty centuries
made totems and potlatches:
he calls
the eagle
comes
*Copyright 2010 by Luther Allen. This poem appears in The View from Lummi Island.
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Swil Kanim photo
