Buffalo Dusk by Carl Sandburg

The buffaloes are gone.

And those who saw the buffaloes are gone.

Those who saw the buffaloes by thousands and how they pawed the prairie sod into dust with their hoofs, their great heads down pawing on in a great pageant of dusk, 

Those who saw the buffaloes are gone.

And the buffaloes are gone.

 

The Ghost Buffalo is a tribute to the 60 million buffaloes that  were once here and now gone, and to their sacred spirits. Because of calculated extinction by the government and cattlemen they were reduced to only a few dozen. Thanks to tribal herds, National parks, private conservation and ranches there are currently over 500,000.

For five years I had this idea- herds of adobe buffalo throughout the west, ghost buffalo. I had visions of stampeding herds, and of a huge buffalo spirit like a butte in the desert that spoke to me. A shaman told me of a spirit near me,  with a buffalo headdress and a spear.

I had to do it. I was called.