WHAT INDIANS? - Arthur Guiterman Poems

 
 

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WHAT INDIANS?



STRANGE

April 9, 1999, 9:15 A.M.
Snow in soft wet knots
falling,
coming down
through gray trees.

                                    Strange to think of Iowa and Kansas.
                                    And Washington where I've never been in winter.
                                    And Portland, Oregon, where I've lived
                                    -- elms and pines dripping with rain
                                    on Umatilla Street in weather like this --
Sellwood Bridge
over the Willamette River.

Strange...
                                    Nebraska, South Dakota, elsewhere...

NOT SOMEWHERE ELSE

But this is Salt Lake City, Utah.

Yeah, it could be elsewhere. In fact,
                                          it could be Somewhere Else City,
                                          United States of America, Planet Earth,
                                          but this is Salt Lake City
                                          right smack on the western edge
                                          of the center of the world, believe it or not.

Yeah, it's not elsewhere. It's not Somewhere Else City. It is

                                                 Salt Lake City
                                                 Salt Lake City
                                                 Salt Lake City
                                                 Salt Lake City
                                                 Salt Lake City

No where else but.
And, yeah, what a place, what a place.

       What a place to think of Indians.

"Where are the Indians?"
"What Indians?"
"You know, Indians."
"I don't know what you're talking about."

GREATEST BELIEVERS GREATEST DISBELIEVERS

                                         To believe or not to believe,

this was the question.
And THE ANSWER.

                                         Asked and answered and believed
                                         by the greatest believers
                                         and disbelievers the world has ever known.

Where are the Indians?
Where are the real Indians?

                                         There are no Indians.
                                         There are no real Indians.

There were never any Indians.
There were never any Indians.

                                         There were never any real Indians.

You mean... you mean, there were never any Indians? No real Indians?
   No Indians?

None.
Never.

"INDIANS" WANTED

Real or unreal.
Real and/or unreal.
They were made up.
It didn't matter.

                                                 They were what people in Europe believed.
                                                 They were what people in Europe wanted:
                                                 to believe.
                                                 They were what people in Europe wanted.
                                                 To believe.

Indians were what people in Europe wanted to believe. Indians were what
people in Europe wanted to believe. Indians were what people in Europe
wanted to believe.

"Indians" were what people in Europe wanted to believe.

"Indians" were what Europeans wanted. To believe.

"Indians" were what Europeans believed.

"Indians were what Europeans believed."

                                      Believe it or not.
                                      Believe it or not.
                                      Believe it or not.
                                      Believe it or not!
                                      Believe it or not!

BELIEVING THE BELIEF

They believed!
Oh my, yes, they believed!
Soon, very quickly, there were Indians!

If it's one thing Europeans knew how to do, it was to believe!
They still do, you won't believe it even though it's true!

Oh, their belief in the power of belief is powerful!

Their power to believe was beyond belief!
It was overwhelming!
They believed, they believed!

                                  Soon the Americans believed
                            since they were originally Europeans
                           and they yearned for "the old country."
                                       Oh my, they believed!
                                     They absolutely believed!

EVEN "THE INDIANS" BELIEVED

Indians were made up?

Yeah.

They became what people in Europe believed them to be? Indians?

Indians.

Yeah, Indians.

Soon there were Indians all over the place. But mainly in the New World,
especially in America! Indians thrived in the New World. That's where they
were seen the most. That's where they "belonged." That's where they
were the most Indian!

             Soon even "the Indians" believed there were "Indians."
               Soon even the "Indians" believed they were Indians.

Nonetheless they were people.
They were hanoh. They were peole who were themselves.
They were people who were their own people.

                                             See Indians.
                                          See real Indians.
                                       See real Indians play.
                                      See real Indians work.

                                 But there was nothing to see.
                                       There was nothing.
                               Because there was nothing there.
                                            Nothing real
                                              or surreal.
                                                To see.

                                          See real Indians.
                                                Where?
                                                Where?

                                                Where.
                                              No where.

WHAT WE KNOW

So where were the Indians?
What did Europeans see?
Did they see anything?
What did they see?
Did they see people?
Did they see people like themselves?
What did they see?

                                            What did they see?
                                            What did they see.
                                            What did they see.

                                     "Indians" who are our people

                              (The People, Human Beings, Hanoh, etc.)

              knew themselves as people. Different from each other. Speaking

            different and distinct and separate languages. They heard each others'

             languages. Their people had different names. They wore different

           clothes. They ate different foods. They danced different dances. They

           celebrated their differences. Yes, they were different but they were all
                                                   the same:
                              The People, Human Beings, You, Me.

ALWAYS JUST LIKE YOU JUST LIKE ME

                                    Meanwhile
                                 and meantime
                                   and always

                                After and before
                                    and during
                                    and always

           always no matter what always and always and even despite
the greatest believers and disbelievers in the world, they/we were peole
they/we were/are people we/they are people four times and without
number or need for number we/they are people like you and just
like me