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National Poetry Month, Poem by Eugene Novogrodsky

Unwelcoming Prudence I used to walk into yards: On treed bluffs above the Mississippi in Missouri, On grassy prairies above the Mississippi in Illinois, In soaked rice fields, levee-protected, near the Mississippi in Arkansas, On beet-planted plains bordering the Red in North Dakota. “Some water, please?” “Sure, help yourself.” Not as certain, not as confident […]

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