the buffaloes are gone

BUFFALO GROUP PORTRAIT, 2006, by Nick Brandt


Buffalo Dusk

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.



4 thoughts on “the buffaloes are gone”

  1. This is one of my all-time favorite poems. I really don’t know why. I think I can say its really effective by being so simple yet eliciting such a strong image from me. And I really remember this poem. The first time I came across this, I read it over and over again, like I couldn’t get enough of it.

    Nick Brandt I came across months back. I think it was through stumbleupon. I remember his photos to be sooo wonderfully amazing. Those adjectives are so often used that I don’t know if they’re enough to convey my admiration. But he really is! –So out of this world! He has this arresting photo of a lion in profile. I would post it but it didn’t have any relevance except for being awesome.

    I came across this poem after Brandt and I just knew that there was a picture that goes so well with this. I thought of a herd and Brandt had that but only of elephants. Nevertheless, here is the image, the feel, that somehow I connect with this poem. And like the poem, the pictures I couldn’t forget too. Ever.

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