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The War Zone By Joy Harjo

March 12, 2000

Yesterday in the flare of smoke and temper--

we were brilliant warriors weary

from battling each other--

the illuminations of family ghosts

bright red in the storm.

The century is swept toward an inevitable end--

as summer trees sway beneath thunderclouds,

the wind flattening our faces--

Our teeth make refuge for our tongues,

skins pulled tight in the vertigo of fear

under unbearable


We go on.


From "A Map To the Next World" by Joy Harjo (W.W. Norton: 142 pp., $22.95)

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