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The Long House

The Long House Precontact Our sky is incense Pause beneath our nation’s smoke River of the West ~~ 1792 Broughton, his canon, Facing copper swords and clubs. Warrior Rock truce ~~ 1804 From upstream on foot Men, one black; teen, infant, dog - Corps of Discovery ~~ Curious welcome. Chief wore a naval dress coat, Brass buttons stood proud. ~~ Trade for otter robe. Peace Medal given in trust. Pox and flu hovered… ~~ 1832 - 2019 In long winter’s shade The quiet of death still hangs hard On Cathlapotle. ~~ 2021 Smoke from 1000 lodges Made your blankets Mother Earth. Casino lights chill. https://www.oregonencyclopedia.org/articles/cathlapotle/#.YEet52hKjMU Featured: PoetrySoup Home Page - Week of 3/28/21

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Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/9/2023 3:27:00 AM

A lot of bad went on in those years of discovery and it is sad what happened here, but I am glad America came into being. Thanks for sharing this information written in poetic form with us. Welcome to soup.Sara K

Ken Rone
Date: 12/9/2023 12:45:00 PM

How kind of you to pull up this oldie and share your comment. I value the opinions if wise Soupers like yourself. I recall having fun8n with the timeliness format.

Robert Warlov

Date: 4/4/2021 11:49:00 AM

Not a negative criticism but it's almost a misnomer to call it a "long house", considering how wide they were (see photos). If this is a sample of your focus, I don't envy you your task ~ such a subject; it's psycho-social, political and moral implications. Welcome to Poetry Soup ~ our Family. - Robert W.

Ken Rone
Date: 10/17/2021 4:34:00 PM

I have stood within the longhouse of which I write, with history's invisible curtain bounding the shrine.