In Nebraska There's the Wind

In Nebraska There's the Wind

and there're the things

that're blown by the wind and

there's the white-flecked gray

of a jack rabbit's back and

the looming shadow a groundhog makes

and the lulling sway of dandelion stalks

blooming bright yellow and the

bleached bones of a coyote's skull

and the waving lines of geese

bound for Havana with no

particular political portfolio

to speak of. And there's harmony,

too. And the sand.

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