Weekly Poem: FIRST SHA’LA’KO
The men come down
in twos and threes South
to dust-dry Zuni River:
surround and screen
six tall Sha’la’ko of the
snapping beaks and hooting.
Up the hill the small
Zuni girl chops at
stacked juniper with
a sharp, man- sized axe:
smoke comes East swings
around North then West…