Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SQUAW'S LAMENT, by JOHN EDWARD LOGAN First Line: A blood-red ring hung round the moon Last Line: I hear the loon cry every night. Alternate Author Name(s): Dane, Barry Variant Title(s): The Indian Maid's Lament Subject(s): Absence; Lament; Native Americans - Women; Separation; Isolation; Squaws | ||||||||
A BLOOD-RED ring hung round the moon, Hung round the moon. Ah me! Ah me! I heard the piping of the Loon, A wounded Loon. Ah me! And yet the eagle feathers rare, I, trembling, wove in my brave's hair. He left me in the early morn, The early morn. Ah me! Ah me! The feathers swayed like stately corn, So like the corn. Ah me! A fierce wind swept across the plain, The stately corn was snapped in twain. They crushed in blood the hated race, The hated race. Ah me! Ah me! I only clasped a cold, blind face, His cold, dead face. Ah me! A blood-red ring hangs in my sight, I hear the Loon cry every night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OJISTOH by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON APACHE - WIFE - ARIZONA by LILIAN WHITE SPENCER A DAKOTA IDYL by FANNIE BARRIER WILLIAMS A DEAD SINGER by JOHN EDWARD LOGAN THE NOR'WEST COURIER by JOHN EDWARD LOGAN FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN IN A GONDOLA by ROBERT BROWNING A FANCY FROM FONTENELLE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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