FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
3
Lew Sarett
To a Wild Goose Over Decoys
O lonely trumpeter, coasting down the sky
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
4
Lew Sarett
Four Little Foxes
Speak gently, Spring, and make no sudden sound
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
5
Lew Sarett
Hang Me Among Your Winds
Hang me among your winds, O God
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
7
Lew Sarett
To a Grove of Silver Birches
Good morning, lovely ladies! I've never seen You half so fair,--I swear
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
8
Lew Sarett
Feud
Poor way worn creature! O sorely harried deer
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
10
Lew Sarett
Frail Beauty
O Molten dewdrop, trembling in the light
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
11
Lew Sarett
Little Enough There is of Worth
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
14
Lew Sarett
When the Round Buds Brim
When April showers stain
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
16
Lew Sarett
Let Me Go Down to Dust
Let me go down to dust and dreams
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
21
Lew Sarett
Tamarack Blue
As any brush-wolf, driven from the hills
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
39
Lew Sarett
The Sheepherder
Loping along on the day's patrol,
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
41
Lew Sarett
Breakers of Broncos
So! breakers of broncos! with miles of jagged wire
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
43
Lew Sarett
Colloquy with a Coyote
Speak now, O coyote, rumped upon the knoll!
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
46
Lew Sarett
Dynamite
Outlaw they brand you, killer, bucking fool,
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
48
Lew Sarett
Blacktail Deer
The blacktail held his tawny marble pose
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
49
Lew Sarett
Altyn
Altyn, the world's most wicked city, Altyn--
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
57
Lew Sarett
Indian Love Song
Cold sky and frozen star
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
58
Lew Sarett
Weeng
Hush! my baby, or soon you will hear
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
60
Lew Sarett
Crazy-Medicine
Blow winds, winds blow,
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
62
Lew Sarett
Chant for the Moon-of-Flowers
In the Moon of Strawberries-and-Raspberries
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
65
Lew Sarett
Spotted-Face, the Tribal Fool, Prays
Give me the legs and sinews of the moose,
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
69
Lew Sarett
Requiem for a Modern Croesus
To him the moon was a silver dollar
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
70
Lew Sarett
Black Omen
Out of the slanting dusk it came
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
71
Lew Sarett
Words
He never flinched, and never a muscle stirred
Slow Smoke
FC 11 S-02
73
Lew Sarett
Deep Wet Moss
Deep wet moss and cool blue shadows