| = what are you trying to say??? | Sydney Krivenko [16.Jul.07 19:52] |
| dear Willy, what are you trying to say??? | |
| = A bout of shamanism | John Willy Kopperud [16.Jul.07 20:56] |
Dear Sydney, this is what I'm talking about. Amomg certain american indian tribes there exists a rite where the involved braves sit inside a shed or cabin with all openings shut, burning (quite raw) wood. As the smoke thickens until it's almost unbearable - some of the braves even pass out now and then - they get visions. In those visions they frequently leave their bodies and are present at two places simultaneously. In my poem The Great Spirit - Manitou - represents the indian nations. He stands by the shore of the Atlantic awaiting The Mayflower and other ships carrying pilgrims and adventurers. Simultaneously he sits in the ever thickening ritual smoke in the cabin. Sort of contrasting different perceptions of reality and saying something about indian culture and philosophy - having a bout of shamanism if you like. | |
| = Manitou.- | Edilberto González Trejos [30.Jul.07 05:15] |
| Dear Willy, You say a lot in these short verses. Manitou, indeed! Cheers Songo | |
| = Manitou.- | Edilberto González Trejos [30.Jul.07 05:18] |
| Dear Willy, You say a lot in these short verses. Manitou, indeed! Cheers Songo | |
| = The original American spirit | John Willy Kopperud [30.Jul.07 06:22] |
| Edilberto, my friend!(And American poet) Thanks a lot for observing that native(real?all?) American spirit. Best regards from Willy | |