Settled snow-shower on this Midwestern
field looks like Madeira Beach sand, russet
prairie grass, like sea oats, brushing the zagging
boardwalks–a misplaced Florida summer scene.
Always a compromise, subtropical
heat for you–for me, seasons, black soil
feeling the heel of lit prairie fires.
Walking the dunes, we followed measured steps,
read signs that warned against harming
sea oats on that disappearing shoreline.
We’ve moved time after time and will again,
the Midwest oceanless, the call for sun.
No burned bridges, only seasonal
prairie grass flames, endangered sea oats.
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