and how many citizens of Ohio <br />know that when they say Ohio <br />they’re saying what, in the <br />Senecan language of the Iroquois tribe, is <br />‘Ohiyo’ meaning, it’s beautiful.. <br />as said originally of the Ohio river; <br /> <br />so, poetry being a place where <br />the imagination is allowed to roam <br />as free as any Indian tribe, I like <br />to think of Ohians today passing <br />each other in the street every day <br />and saying ‘O-hi-yo! ’ with <br />a merry smile rather as in <br />‘Oklahoma’ was it, they sing <br />Oh what a beautiful morning <br /> <br />or as we do in a telephone call <br />when after a second or two <br />you come on the phone and <br />we say, ‘oh, hi… oh I forgot to say…’ <br />mixing greeting and memory <br /> <br />well, there you are, Ohians, <br />I leave it to you, <br />whether this daily gesture <br />towards state pride, heritage, and <br />just friendliness, could catch on… <br />it’s poetry in action…<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0019-o-h-i-o/
