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Native Grief

Twas nothing around me, no
place or time
Feelings of nothing that
felt so sublime
As I shaved off my hair so
long and fine
Grief over the family I had
at one time
Taken by a White Man's Nation so
cruel and unkind

Twas nothing around me, no
place or time
Feelings of nothing that 
felt so sublime
Oh Great One tell me just
where am I
Beyond all the grief and my
Choctaw-Apache pride
That voice all at once it 
came from inside
Within ourselves where we all
tend to hide

Twas nothing around me, no 
place or time
Feelings of nothing that 
felt so sublime
"Oh small One " he spoke 
in my mind
Rise above all that's so 
cruel and unkind
Your hair will grow back, just
give it time

Note: In my culture when one is grieving over a great loss we shave our heads. The 
teaching is that however long it takes for your hair to grow back is your graceful 
period to grieve. All things take time. But once your hair does grow back you must 
move on with your life or be seen as wallowing and pathetic.

Copyright © by Scarlett Anderson

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  1. Date: 1/26/2010 12:38:00 PM
    White man's nation, so cruel and unkind...Yes....TAH

  1. Date: 1/20/2010 12:59:00 PM
    Excellent piece Scarlett, i just love poetry on the indigenous people of America >> James

  1. Date: 1/18/2010 7:07:00 PM
    I love the idea of shaving to grieve.

  1. Date: 1/16/2010 4:10:00 PM
    thanks for the teaching moment, dear, and this was a profound poem, I loved that refrain you used. Andrea

  1. Date: 1/16/2010 3:01:00 AM
    Another incredible piece of writing, Scarlett. I think this custom is such a magnificent way of expressing grief and the profound effect it has on our soul. A beautiful expression of un-dying love. Love, Lainie

  1. Date: 1/15/2010 8:02:00 PM
    Lovely poem, nice to meet a fellow native woman! Keep it up I tend to read more of your work!

  1. Date: 1/15/2010 12:48:00 PM
    Sad write. Sorry that you are grieving over loss in your life. I am not sure if this is metaphoric write or real loss of your family. I am sorry for what was done to the American Indians and from what I hear there is still much poverty on the reservations. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara