Issue 13
Sage
B.A. Goodjohn
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White Sage
White Sage,
released by fire
you smolder
in red tin.
Acid white
glowing,
you hang
layered in air.
Swaddled by smoke,
cleansed, purified
by your silken smudge,
in flame-flicker,
to the song of
Far Horse, Pine Song,
Running Wolf,
we drum the night.
~B.A. Goodjohn
B.A. Goodjohn's poetry and short stories have appeared in The Texas Review, Cortland Review, Wind Magazine, E2K, SaucyVox.Com and other journals.
© 2003 by B.A. Goodjohn. All Rights Reserved.
© Copyright 2003 by Cayuse Press. All Rights Reserved.