Prairie restoration

One by one the prairie species come, Fill every niche of time and light. Their names spill into poems on the tongue, Liatris, aster, needlegrass. We watch The wash of Renoir's colors through The bluestem grass, the herons sweeping Home. In evening light the junipers Could almost be bison, gently grazing.

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