One Poem. One Planet–Anonymous (Greenland)

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INUIT HUNTER’S SONG

Little gull, high in the air,
fly down to me,
settle on my shoulder,
rest in the hollow of my palm.

Little gull, high in the air,
splitting the wind,
fly down to me,
fly down to me.

Your wings glow
up there in the red cold.

 

–Anonymous, Greenland

 

 

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