Flyover Inequity

Summer RainSummer Clouds

Today I witnessed it again. Our weather on the great expanse of the ‘great wide open’ can pick and choose the winners and losers in the game of agriculture. On my way back to our place I saw a center pivot irrigation system watering a field to our southeast, yet here the storm clouds built and gave us a downpour of over an inch of rain. Such are the occurrences that cause me to write poems such as “The Swap” on page 27 of Flyover Seasons or “The Hill Walkers” on page 20 of the same book. The change of our weather fuels the voice of verse!



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