Locked Doors and the Cherokee Heart
(revisited) Closed places do not cheer the Cherokee heart. We need open spaces, deep woodlands, where we can smell the baking se-lu ga-du ( cornbread), and hear the chi s-qua (love birds in the trees). This is not a luxury, but a necessity. Locked doors, a prison make. Confinement to mud daub houses... Sign in to see full entry.