Poetry May/June 2009
 

 

I am an English person, living in England and have for many years studied American Indian tribal cultures and have been interested in cultural issues and in particular, American Indian film studies. I have been a frequent visitor to the Midwest (Western South Dakota, Montana, Wyoming and Nebraska) and have been fortunate enough to spend time on the Great Plains and be where so much American Indian history has taken place. I like to write poetry about the Plains. The Native monument on the Bighorn Battlefield is an emotive place.  

CIRCLE OF HONOR BIGHORN BATTLEFIELD   BY SUE DEWEY

It is a strange and lonely place

A circular structure full of grace

Built to honor the Indian dead

Whose bodies on this battlefield bled

And all around those cobbled walls

The words of elders gone before

Inscriptions from a time long past Etched in stone - their words will last

And poised before this wisdom old

Are iron warriors on horses bold

Doomed to ride for evermore

Above the battlefield they soar

So within this circle I now stand

And think of Custer's soldier band

No glory here for his sad boys

Who breathed their last on sun baked soil

But here inside this sacred round

Where fall winds make their keening sound

The spirits rest in harmony

The elders prayers have set them free

And in honor place on steel horse frame

And eagle feather on tail and mane  

So swift the battle and victory sweet

It seems the circle is now complete

For true Native spirit runs deep through the veins

Of the steep Bighorn valley on the far Northern Plains

Where young men and old fought to be free

Such a high price to pay sighs the wind eerily

No battle cry sounds

No horses hoof pounds

Just silence from iron warriors who bear

Sacred bundles of sage in their cold steely hair


Sue Dewey

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