Sophie Doulut, "Potomac's Visitation"

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It was one dark Dutch Pennsylvanian Fall night,When, like Hamlet, a strange ghost I heard,Uttering his native tongue with power and might,Delivering an undeciphered message like a bird. That song rang deeply through my mind for days,As the memory of that Indian chief tribe’s face,Circled with a dim blue halo of feathered hazeHad pierced through my heart in the first place. Chief Potomac had come over from the Afterlife Kingdom,To share with me his spiritual knowledge and surreal wisdom,And d...

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