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Manitoba Floods
by john k zimmerman
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Each spring the people of he prairies,from the Dakotas, up through Saskatchewan and Manitoba watch and wait for the Red River to flood. |
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The Crows are mobbing in the crossroads.
The snow is slipping away. Down
the coulee bottom the catkins
are crawling up the willows:
Little silver pussies breaking from
their winter sleep.
Soon the coulees will be loud
with melt water running. Running
For Hudson’s Bay far away north;
as winter’s moisture becomes spring’s flood.
The vernal green mantle will shortly follow.
Spring is a tease and spring is a terror
Floods and new life blizzards and gentle rain
Seed time looking for harvest
Spring on the northern plains.
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
4/18/2011 |
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Thank You John
A poem with wealth of imagery
Most enjoyable write
Peace be with you
William |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
4/13/2011 |
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| I doubt anyone out there looks forward to those floods, but of spring, that is still something to look forward too...e |
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