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The Courage of Letting Go
There is no wind
no breathing wind
only still air that
chokes the lungs
she’s tired
she has been running
for helpless miles
there is a light
she has decided,
“a little while longer”
she almost grasped it
but she’s old, and the wind
the gagging wind
is pushing on her shoulders
she’s tired
the grizzlies are crying
her knuckles clasp the dirt
her son’s face
flashes in reds and golds and
she’s tired
but she can finally
go to sleep

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In this poem, I was trying to replicate Native American writing, taking use of repition and cyclical views. This is my take on Native American liturature, and this is in no way actual Native work.