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I am a Sioux Brave, He Said in Minneapolis - James Wright

October 24, 2026

1.
He is just plain drunk.
He knows no more than I do
What true waters to mourn for
Or what kind of words to sing
When he dies.

2.
The black caterpillar
Crawls out, what with one thing
And another, across
The wet road.
How lonely the dead must be.

Tags: James Wright, Poems, Poetry, shall we gather at the river
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