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Gallina Canyon

Gallina Canyon DAVID MASON All night the cattle bello wed, cows and calves of the separated h erd seeking each other under helpless s tars, never sleeping, even when the dog slept. Cows and calves of the separated h erd, loud as the far-flung buffalo never sleeping, even when the dog s lept. I heard a world of other animals, loud as the far-flung buffalo , loud as mother bears calling to their y oung. I heard a world of other anim als l fi ling the canyon with their awful song. Loud as mother bears calling to their y oung, a night of wailing from the wa lls, l fi ling the canyon with their awful s ong from open lungs among the cottonwoods. A night of wailing from the wa lls. I could not sleep. The night was at a los s. From open lungs among the cottonwo ods, mothers were calling to their young. I could not sleep. The night was at a los s. All night the cattle bello wed. Mothers were calling to their y oung, seeking each other under helpless stars. http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Gallina Canyon

Manoa , Volume 31 (1) – May 10, 2019

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University of Hawai'I Press
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Copyright © 2019 University of Hawai'i Press.
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Abstract

DAVID MASON All night the cattle bello wed, cows and calves of the separated h erd seeking each other under helpless s tars, never sleeping, even when the dog slept. Cows and calves of the separated h erd, loud as the far-flung buffalo never sleeping, even when the dog s lept. I heard a world of other animals, loud as the far-flung buffalo , loud as mother bears calling to their y oung. I heard a world of other anim als l fi ling the canyon with their awful song. Loud as mother bears calling to their y oung, a night of wailing from the wa lls, l fi ling the canyon with their awful s ong from open lungs among the cottonwoods. A night of wailing from the wa lls. I could not sleep. The night was at a los s. From open lungs among the cottonwo ods, mothers were calling to their young. I could not sleep. The night was at a los s. All night the cattle bello wed. Mothers were calling to their y oung, seeking each other under helpless stars.

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ManoaUniversity of Hawai'I Press

Published: May 10, 2019

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