Eagle Claw Goblet
I don’t know when the eagle died;a Nuosu man used its claws to make a goblet.
When I place you next to my lipsI smell eagle’s bloodI feel eagle’s breathWhen I place you beside my earsI hear wind soughingI hear clouds singingWhen I place you beside my pillowI dream of a free skyI dream of flying wings [End Page 53]
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