Were-bear, why are you not in hell? Are you too evil for Het-gwau-la-na? On my neck is this amuletSee it well! A great bear's tooth to charm you away. Ai! If you follow my faithful squaw, Twins she may have, if she sees you now; In this Laughing Goose Month she must hide away In the Newborn hut by the willow bough. I shall paint my face with a red bear paw And dance in the light of the flowing flame, If thou art but sent by High Sha-la-na Morning and night I shall call thy name! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 32 by JAMES JOYCE A FEW RULES FOR BEGINNERS by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DORA WILLIAMS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ABANDONED RANCH, BIG BEND by HAYDEN CARRUTH CONTRA MORTEM: THE NOTHING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH |