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Miss Brown, my woman, died in a blazing fire in New Orleans, 1863. Dumb child dropped the oil lamp. I gave the child, a sick girl, to Miss Harriet, in Jackson. Went out to Wyoming parts, became a bounty hunter with Joe. Battle after battle. Joe got shot in Denver, cheating at cards. White man shot 'im. I spent six years rustling cattle on a Texas -- New Mexico track. Today, I am old and out of tricks. Never thought I'd cross back to the Southeast, but can't stop thinking about Mama. Nevada, though, is a hell of a way from Waycross. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SYNCOPATED CAKEWALK by CLARENCE MAJOR REVELATION AT CAP FERRAT by CLARENCE MAJOR SAND FLESH AND SKY by CLARENCE MAJOR A GUY I KNOW ON 47TH AND COTTAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR AGING TOGETHER by CLARENCE MAJOR AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR ATELIER CEZANNE by CLARENCE MAJOR BALLROOM DARK by CLARENCE MAJOR |
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