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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GRASS ON THE MOUNTAIN, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "oh, long long" Last Line: And the grass on the mountain Subject(s): Grass;mountains;native Americans; Hills;downs (great Britain);indians Of America;american Indians;indians Of South America | |||
Oh, long long The snow has possessed the mountains. The deer have come down and the big-horn, They have followed the Sun to the South To feed on the mesquite pods and the bunch grass. Loud are the thunder drums In the tents of the mountains. Oh, long, long Have we eaten chia seeds And dried deer's flesh of the summer killing. We are wearied of our huts And the smoky smell of our garments. We are sick with desire of the sun And the grass on the mountains. | 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 TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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