Category Archives: Buffalo Man

we star the dark

It is dark, the deep end of evening. I stand at the river’s edge, the garden lush and green around me. I can hear the breeze through leaves. I can smell the yearning into the air. Suddenly, I hear the … Continue reading

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what comes of this

I walk out from the garden, wanting to be among the buffalo. My feet find an easy path and I follow it up a small rise to a gnarled old tree. The herd is before me, lingering at the shore … Continue reading

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to see the life come into all of this

I am trying to cultivate a garden on my bank of the river. I have laid down rich soils and fenced off the rows, but the hot wind off the plain keeps leaching all the moisture out. I stand with … Continue reading

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how it begins

Buffalo Man leads Lake Water Woman to story Buffalo Man breathes over the water and smiles. There you are, he says, holding out his hand to me. I say, I think I’m ready. He says, Yes, I think you are. … Continue reading

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in reflection

Buffalo Man looks into the water to see if he might see himself reflected, but all he sees is stars. Lake Water Woman says nothing. OOO

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hermit walk opens time

Somewhere along the line I lost my footing and now I can’t get purchase, I am floundering. I call for help. “It takes time.” The voice is old and clear. “Yes I respect that. It’s just that I’m pretty overwhelmed … Continue reading

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where I am, so he is

I was standing at the end of the pier with the wind in my hair. I was going to have to go into the water, I knew I was, but it was full of chop and turmoil and I knew … Continue reading

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remembering what you want

Lake Water Woman gets kissed I stood facing the Buffalo Man, a great indecision of air between us. He stirred nothing in me. “I’m sorry,” I said. “Maybe if I could get closer. Why can’t I get close to you?” … Continue reading

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forgetting and waking

Buffalo Man and Lake Water Woman talk about forgetting I am aggrieved by my forgetfulness. “I don’t want to forget you.” Not ever again. Buffalo Man is untroubled. “Always you will forget. It is the second step in the cycle … Continue reading

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buffalo man and lake water woman

This is the story of Buffalo Man and Lake Water Woman. He stands on open ground, his feet in the grass, the breath of all his people stirring the day around him. He lifts his head and breathes the wind. … Continue reading

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