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Mill River Flood (Florence)

Florence heard, and knew, and left, and the Meadows - at 90 minutes from the break of the Williamsburg Dam – became the landing place of up-river’s lost pieces

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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These sunlit green leaves with small spaces in-between; an ecosystem

Mill River Flood (Leeds)

At eight thirty, the flood left Leeds in tatters, a village shattered, and fell its way into Florence, bringing with it not just water, but debris of wood, buttons, bodies

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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Afternoon cocoon; a book and a sip of tea in a quiet room

With Ra as witness, we wait – the first gleams of light; day breaking slowly

for Algot

Mill River Flood (Leeds)

Imagine the fear, with water up to their necks, those six children huddled behind the bed, waiting as the river diverted, receded, fled

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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Mill River Flood (Leeds)

Only five, left standing, and all other buildings, gone in a blink, the river’s reach like a hand expanding expanding expanding, and then at least 50, dead, we think

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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Lights, blinking on and off in coordinated tandem, a set of quiet beacons on the edge of the night

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Mill River Flood (Leeds)

Myron Day saw the wave, the broken river rushing forward in a powerful push

He raced the water that day with speed, to try to warn the families and workers of Leeds

Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts

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