Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAST CHIEF, by DEAN IRE First Line: Nani-bo-jou! Nani-bo-joi! Last Line: Where is your secret place? Subject(s): Native Americans; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America | ||||||||
Nani-bo-jou represents the spirit of the vanishing Indian race. It means "the sleeping giant". There is an island in Thunder Bay opposite Port Arthur, Canada, on Lake Superior, called Nani-bo-jou. Nani-bo-jou! Nani-bo-jou! Where are you now? Where is your secret hiding place? I come, broken, To make my peace before my feet shall trend Unto the Great Trail. Nani-bo-jou! Nani-bo-jou! Heed me in my bitterness; My braves have gone before the storms Like angleworms beneath the rain. My daughters weep and are defiled; No longer do the great geese make their nests; The wild rice no longer ripens on the stalk; The caribou and moose have vanished utterly, Forever from my sight. Nani-bo-jou! Nani-bo-jou! Where shall I seek your long deserted lodge? The rains come, and the snows, Yet neither Spring nor Winter Finds my people happy in the sun; No smoke rises from their cold, forgotten tepees; Their bows and arrows lie half-buried in the sand. We have followed after other Gods And they have betrayed us -- Betrayed us to a sorry doom. It were better had we left our scalps to dangle Crimson from their hand. Nani-bo-jou! Nani-bo-jou! The darkness hovers! The sweetness of the maple runs no more within my heart And I am penitent. Bo-jou! ...Bo-jou! ...Nani-bo-jou! Where is your secret place? | 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 |
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