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Driftwood, bobbling on constant ocean currents; high tide brings it home

A moon, known by some as Harvest, Song or Barley, takes the stage as Corn

Hardy, but hardly sleepy, these Chrysanthemums bloom brightly, daily

Nighttime's slumbering, like a weary teenager waking late for school

for Algot

Ten bears, fallen;

constellations, stolen from their stories,

they're wandering, marching in tandem across the Iowa soil:

Native mound-builders knew what we have now lost

inspired by NWP Write Across America, Iowa

https://uploads.knightlab.com/storymapjs/a7f2f51146e2d07fdcce3d0d55c43485/write-across-america-iowa/index.html

Effigy Mounds https://youtu.be/tYri8_Llbg0

Caught inside the space between rock and river

water flows, still, always

Any decision to remain, decided

inspired by NWP Write Across America, Iowa

https://uploads.knightlab.com/storymapjs/a7f2f51146e2d07fdcce3d0d55c43485/write-across-america-iowa/index.html

The narrative arc of the story of this land gets told in transaction -

the Abstract of title of people who've purchased pieces of this property over the years -

we read it together, tonight, you and I, tracing moments of prosperity and poverty, of long leases and quick sells, as the land sleeps its way through another generation,

patient, as always, but rarely forgiving

inspired by NWP Write Across America, Iowa

https://uploads.knightlab.com/storymapjs/a7f2f51146e2d07fdcce3d0d55c43485/write-across-america-iowa/index.html

A flutter finds us walking through a shifting crowd of sparrows, swerving

Tonight's gone hazy; In the fog, Summer meets Fall and rests for a spell

Autumn dusk arrives in a cloak of near darkness, buttoned up beneath