Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE INDIAN DANCER, by ANNA TILLMAN BOYD First Line: O I'm an indian dancing man Last Line: And dance as only indians can! Subject(s): Dancing & Dancers; Native Americans; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America | ||||||||
O I'm an Indian dancing man; I dance as only Indians can. I dance the wild and wicked war dance; I dance the fierce and furious fire dance; I dance the sly and subtle snake dance; I dance the ghastly, gruesome scalp dance. But when the marching warriors come A-marching home to beating drum, I dance the glad and grateful peace dance; I dance the rich and ripened corn dance; I dance the pure and precious rain dance; I dance the solemn, sacred Sun Dance. Who would not be a dancing man, And dance as only Indians can! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OLD INDIAN by ARTHUR STANLEY BOURINOT SCHOLARLY PROCEDURE by JOSEPHINE MILES ONE LAST DRAW OF THE PIPE by PAUL MULDOON THE INDIANS ON ALCATRAZ by PAUL MULDOON PARAGRAPHS: 9 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THEY ACCUSE ME OF NOT TALKING by HAYDEN CARRUTH AMERICAN INDIAN ART: FORM AND TRADITION by DIANE DI PRIMA SPOT SIX DIFFERENCES by MARVIN BELL |
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