THE LOST PRAIRIE
implacably Grasses and Buffalo,
flatness was made over with cotton,
grain, and dust.
The last meat boiled over dried dung -
left an empty in the vast heart of changing nature.
For this reason with reverence
the last iron ovens are regarded.
As if somewhere – a Harmony
we should practice forever.
As if Humans were not the only
landmarks upon the Lost Prairie.
© Carlton Godbold 1987