Sunday, August 26, 2007

da nes tapi niskuni

the sun travels heavy through a smoke filled sky,
the fires are promising a plentyful harvest of morels next spring.
survival is still an issue
the seasons listen to mother earth
man remembers his place
where we live

Montana, the big sky country inspires, scares and focuses my intent
having spent many evenings around the fire and at ceremonies with my kainai friends
i have finally begun to write about healing, respect, my place, prayers, arrogance
and compassion, happiness and participation

wanting to open the door
i ring the bell


Anonymous said...

Dear Sir Tipi,

I've heard that you have scrumptious huckleberry pancakes served in your tipi, along with wonderful beer. When is the next event and where can I find the tipi?

Pancake Hunter

LongStanding said...

This is Long Standing Bear Chief at or I am a Blackfoot and some other breeds if you care to know more about me then please send e-mail to any two of the above e-mail addresses.

I live in a hamlet called Browning, In the Blackfoot Nation. Some might say Blackfeet but that is a white man name for us, which we were sort of talked in using by the man who knew not what he was talking about. That is another story but you must talk to me in or for me to tell you "the rest of the story".