Thursday, 12 February 2015 09:39

Stillwater

When the native peoples walked for water
This same valley was here, resonating.
They called a section “Stillwater” because
The water spread between lime stone bluffs.
 
Iced-over river and overcast sky,
Slopes of bare trees and snow, the clean cold air,
The quiet settling among the bluffs,
Prepare this place for reverberations.
 
Sioux and Ojibwa fought in a hollow;
Lumberjacks floated rafts of logs down steam;
A frontier prison held the Younger Gang;
And Steamboats plied the townsfolk with supplies.
 
Pioneer Park has a southward view
For sunrises and sun speckled water.
 
In Pioneer Park
old people
free balloons
empty sky
 
Sun, river
Eagle soaring —
Seeing
 
 
—Tekken
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