Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WAR SONG, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Here on my breast have I bled! Last Line: I strike for life Subject(s): Native Americans;native Americans - Wars;ojibwa Indians; Indians Of America;american Indians;indians Of South America | ||||||||
Here on my breast have I bled! Seesee! these are fighting-scars! Mountains tremble at my yell I strike for life. | 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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