“Once” by Joe O’Hearn
Once, Seven Different Ways by Joe O’Hearn Once, a fear pierced him, in the middle of a meadow not unlike a pierced Sun Dancer rope-tied to the forked Cottonwood centered in the Lakota heartbeat grounds. Once, a wind brushed him, a song of long ago clear as hollow bird-bone whistles, guardedly jilted from beneath a dogwood flower—smells and sounds stormed …