(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

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A Coin

Your western heads here cast on money,
You are the two that fade away together,
Partners in the mist.

Lunging buffalo shoulder,
Lean Indian face,
We who come after where you are gone
Salute your forms on the new nickel.

You are
To us:
The past.

Runners
On the prairie:
Good-by.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003


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  • Mary Gordley (3/13/2007 5:46:00 PM)

    don't look now, but the buffalo is back

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