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Mill River Flood: 7:30 am
Later, it was known: Lewis Bodman probably knew, that they all knew the leaks in the dam, grew, but too few of those in power cared to invest enough to stop the disaster until that fateful day in May 1874 when panic flew, but never fast enough to outrun water and wave barreling through
Reference: The Mill River Flood of May 1874, in Williamsburg, Leeds Massachusetts https://storymaps.arcgis.com/stories/407b6288771447afb2961988ef321fd4
Winding the clockworks, gears shifting into sunshine where shadows once turned
for Algot
Mill River Flood: 7:30 am
No time even to saddle his horse, George Cheney fled the mountain, quick, galloping on a mission, and still Onslow Spelman wouldn't listen, still, he stood at the door of his factory of buttons, arguing the reality - the dam was breaking and disaster was coming, far faster than George Cheney ever could ride
(this poem is part of series of poems I aim to write as my village commemorates the 150th anniversary of The Mill River Flood of 1874. I am using the project's StoryMap – https://storymaps.arcgis.com/stories/407b6288771447afb2961988ef321fd4 — each pin of timed event will one small poem).
A bed of sorrow, the meadow bends to our backs as we dream skyward
A gentle south wind brings with it the scent of salt and ocean currents
Seeds, long since scattered, take root in the field's young grass - the start of harvest
Some poems never find homes
they linger in imagination's ether
Neither forgotten nor written
only just remembered
for #VerseLove
Cardinal, you cruise on wings of speed and signs of Spring
And do you sing? Will your song bring a change in season
or do you even need a reason, Cardinal, to dance in flight?
for WriteOut
That river's first bend into the unknown, began a love of boating
for VerseLove
We're strumming on the subtle strings of inscape,
the small shared cathedral tree-space, where we partake
in an escape from the humming noise, leaving grace only for
the wonderment of another Sunday morning