Doc Drumheller

Doc Drumheller has worked in award winning groups for theatre and music and has published 10 collections of poetry. His poems have been translated into more than 20 languages, and he has performed widely overseas and throughout NZ. He lives in Oxford, where he edits and publishes the literary journal Catalyst.

 

 


No Man’s Land

The San Diego sky is illuminated
as lightning strikes crackle through morning fog.

This land is my land, this land is your land
plays on the radio of a rental car.

Miles of desert cacti are the crosses
of Cowboys buried with their spurs sticking out.

Where the sky is separated from the earth
like divorce between your mother and father.

Mountainsides of grief are the tombstones of Indians
buried beneath generations of genocide.

Their chiefs knew that money could not be eaten
yet paid the Wild West’s high price for freedom.

When the last tree is gone and the rivers run dry
deserts fill with dust of American Dreams.