Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INDIAN SLEEP-SONG, by LEW SARETT Poet's Biography First Line: Zhoo ... Zhoo, zhoo Last Line: Sleep softly till dawn. Subject(s): Animals; Native Americans; Indians Of America; American Indians; Indians Of South America | ||||||||
Zhoo . . . zhoo, zhoo! My little brown chief, The bough of the willow Is rocking the leaf; The sleepy wind cries To you, close your eyes, -- O little brown chief, Zhoo . . . zhoo, zhoo! Koo . . . koo, koo! My little brown bird, A wood-dove was dreaming And suddenly stirred; A brown mother-dove, Dreaming of love -- O little brown bird, Koo . . . koo, koo! Hush . . . hush, hush! My little brown fawn, The snow-flakes are falling -- The Winter-men yawn; They cover with white Their children tonight -- O little brown fawn, Hush . . . hush, hush! Hoo . . . hoo, hoo! My little brown owl, Yellow-eyes frightens Bad spirits that prowl; For you she will keep A watch while you sleep -- O little brown owl, Hoo . . . hoo, hoo! Zhoo . . . zhoo, zhoo! O leaf in the breeze. Koo . . . koo, koo! Sweet bird in the trees. Hush . . . hush, hush! O snow-covered fawn. Hoo . . . hoo, hoo! Sleep softly till dawn. | 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 FOUR LITTLE FOXES by LEW SARETT |
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