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poetry time, or, when names are poetry ~
By
Britton Gildersleeve
“…in Micmac … some trees ‘are named for the sound the wind makes when it blows through them during the autumn, about an hour after sunset when the wind always comes from a certain direction. Moreover, these names are not fixed but change as the sound changes.” ~ as qtd. in Elizabeth Seay, Searching for…
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