Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 5, Number 2, June 2011

Cherie Hunter Day
Cupertino, California, USA

American Primitive

Indian mounds were common in the fertile Hudson River valley.  Every once in a while he would find a projectile point lying on top of plowed ground after a hard rain.  Made of black obsidian or fine chert, some were only an inch or two long, their edges delicately refined by successive blows from a hammerstone or antler, serrated and still sharp to the touch.  These became his favorites. Several points measured four to six inches long, too broad and heavy for arrow tips.  These spearheads probably tipped darts or atlatls.  Once he and his brother Jack tried to flint knap their own arrowheads, but all they got were bruised hands and bloody fingers.  No, these points were the real deal.  He stashed them in an old ammunition box at the back of his closet. 

sorting his belongings . . .
the canine tooth
in a rusted tin of snuff



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