I'm going to read this poem called "Heritage."
And I use a lot of the words that I found.
There isn't a lot published.
And there is this one article about an academic historian
who published something.
And so I took the words.
And I'm going to read those parts first.
And then I speculated using those words.
I'll read the whole thing with the speculation second.
"Heritage."
To say in front of all these people,
men and boys surging in knots of half a dozen or more,
who have paid money for their wives, reckless.
Get a rope.
Regular traffic black with people,
the little might a good many times.
The unprintable, sneaking, advance afoot.
String them up to a lamppost."
"Heritage."
"When to say a woman become monument
in front of all these people, never saying poured songs
or pull by my hair into line.
She plays me row by row, men and boys black heads surging.
Uncover production in knots of half a dozen or more.
I became not her stone who have paid money for their wives.
She, reckless, stood tremble in fire.
Get a rope, say the crowd face.
Regular traffic, black with people, stare her down,
the little might corridor a good many times.
The unprintable, sneaking, advance [AUDIO OUT] afoot.
String them up to a lamppost."
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