Listening



      by Holland Groves

          Far beyond the built up boulevards
          of the city, there is an old Indian
          crouched like a shadow to the ground,
          listening for the heartbeat of the buffalo.
          He won't let the scabs on his knees
          dry up into dust storms
          that once darkened the plains of Dakota
          with herds of buffalo
          stampeded over the edges of cliffs;
          he won't let the palms of his hands
          wave away the years
          when these beasts borrowed
          their meat and bones to his tribe
          to orbit with the moon
          across the plains.
          He will only plant his ear
          to the earth,
          and listen to a wounded planet
          whose heart has skipped a beat.


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