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Quotes from Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga — A. M. Klein

1909–1972 Canada

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Where are the braves, the faces like autumn fruit,
who stared at the child from the coloured frontispiece?

Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga (1983)

For the tourist's
brown pennies scattered at the old church door,
the ragged papooses jump, and bite the dust.

Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga (1983)

The animals pale, the shine of the fur is lost,
bleached are their living bones.
About them watch
as through a mist, the pious prosperous ghosts.

Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga (1983)

This is a grassy ghetto, and no home.

Indian Reservation: Caughnawaga (1983)

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: A. M. Klein (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.