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For a time I lived on the
Jicarilla Apache Reservation

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in Northern New Mexico.

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And here is a poem called
"Long Shadows at Dulce,"

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which reflects that landscape.

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"September is a long
illusion of itself,

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the elders bide their
time, the sheep camps

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are lively with
children, the slim girls,

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the limber girls recline.

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November is the flesh and
blood of the black bear,

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dusk its bone and marrow.

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In the huddled horses
that know of perfect cold

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there is calm like sorrow."

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