Sunday, August 23, 2009

The Funeral Tree of the Sokokis

In Maine I kept running into the word Sokokis, the only relic I've come across of the region's indigenous people. This poem by John Greenleaf Whittier about Sebago and the burial of Polan, the chief of the Sokokis, allows me to see the area and that place in history through the eyes of this 19th Century poet from this distant and knickknack obscured perspective of Ocean Grove, NJ. The land of granite boulders and "liquid plain" has given way to this beach town of Methodist victoriana.

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