[Note: The following is one chapter of a larger work, entitled “1863” an epic poem of the ‘Turn of Events’ at that time from the two major events that year: Vicksburg and Gettysburg. Several sources have been used and acknowledged.] ~ Down through the Yazoo’s Magnolia leafed region come a great body, […] Continue reading
[Note: The following is one chapter of a larger work, entitled “1863” an epic poem of the ‘Turn of Events’ at that time from the two major events that year: Vicksburg and Gettysburg. Several sources have been used and acknowledged.] ~ Eighteen Sixty-three came with a bang, but went, with a whimper, at […] Continue reading
[Note: The following is one chapter of a larger work, entitled “1863” an epic poem of the ‘Turn of Events’ at that time from the two major events that year: Vicksburg and Gettysburg. Several sources have been used and acknowledged.] ~ Grant was now fighting two wars at once: a private along with […] Continue reading
V. Rebellion ~ The Ninth day of August, Sixteen-Eighty, don Antonio de Otermín, governor and captain of His Majesty’s province, New Mexico Land, states he had received “Some noteworthy news of general disturbance.” The Pueblo Indians, now Christian converted, are “convoked, allied, and confederated” to revolt from this Kingdom and destroy all at hand, […] Continue reading
IV. Popé ~ The strands, knotted leather, each knot of the tether, a message, in passage, denoting together when Pueblo would no longer hide. A signaling system that signified breaking of the yoke and cruel chaffing chide. Augusto de Año, Sixteen-Eighty, The High Time had come, the bell had been rung, and the […] Continue reading
III. A Colony Lost ~ Three generations, from Oñate to here, Sixteen-Eighty, and the changes appear: Caste system conflict among three estates – Religious, Government, and the Colonists – coupled with Distance, which turns to Neglect and Form follows Function to change and correct. The land was harsh – this has its own […] Continue reading
II. Acoma! ~ Upon a hill, impregnable, a mighty fortress, still: a city in the sky upon a mesa stood: Guarded Acoma! Oñate came in Ninety-Eight, incurred the wrath and Pueblo hate, demanding more they could afford – the Natives would deny! and bring about the total rout, this City in the […] Continue reading
~ At the fin de siècle myths are re-newed, and Cibola re-sought for thought to be true. Wealth! beyond measure, there for the leisure to take for España, the King, and their God; but of that brought back, was fraught with the bad, from a land that was called New Mexico. Oñate […] Continue reading
“the greatest war that ever was,” is an oxymoron. the finest act that no one has done remains untold by someone. and numbers don’t end, nor will they begin, not even with the number one. that nothing is something is one thing to count on – an obvious oxymoron. an […] Continue reading
~ The water runs deep dark and steep just a few feet from the lake shore and all eyes will sweep the largeness she keeps – she’s a butte of a lake, and much more. The boys of their teens are barely just weaned from the babies they were just before, then […] Continue reading
project to project a workday is run lunchtime breaktime breakfast a repast at home round the round cycle ’til the clock says it’s done project by project one done by one day labor working ’til all of it’s gone nonsense in shirking not […] Continue reading
we’ve see this before somewhere out there over a rainbow but not New Mexico where there, they’re much too much rare and each gets a vote where each one could win, but that too’s remote you don’t have to stand outside in […] Continue reading
Time’s running out. At a point, you can tell. But you don’t. You won’t notice, you ignore it. And that point begins when close family and friends up ends and begins to diminish. ‘Diminishing Returns,’ the fancier term, I’ll just cut to the chase and […] Continue reading
meta phorically – such a hard word – thinking can be tricky business. That glorious sun! erstwhile it runs would not be the same without Texas. Were this not so how would we know insane is the metaphor breaking. The state right next door makes Cajun decor a stage a mode a being. […] Continue reading
the dog slips out her dog-door, head hangs low to the ground. she eyes some target in the short term distance – a groundhog’s been hanging around. perhaps the act hides her, makes her run faster; perhaps it’s neither reason at all. perhaps it’s the sign of dogged persistence, in […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 