we’re all here now, in early fall walking
over Salt Creek, breathing the collective air,
right under our noses
—Morning Fog

TWYLA HANSEN

We see the cattle circling the pens, open-mouthed,
bellowing; but we hear nothing but the roar
—Tornado

LENORA CASTILLO

ALLISON HEDGE COKE

Until there is dust we must remain
settled here where we were lain.
—Skeletons

MATT MASON

A car
passes, driver raises a finger,
different finger than Omaha drivers, as
it ain’t obscenity, you got time to appreciate it
as you ain’t gonna see another car
for miles.
—Burton

DON WELCH

good luck with your rural project.
it’s a wonderfully fertile world.
—The school greets me like a series

WILLIAM KLOEFKORN

Through the window I can see that
in a farflung world
treelimbs are bending
—At the Pantry

YVONNE HOLLENBECK

The simple upright beauty that will put them all to test
is a windmill on the prairie when the sun sets in the West!
—A Windmill on the Prairie

Were all the teeming regions of the dawn
Unpeopled now? What devastating need
Had soset so many faces pale with greed
Against the sunset?
-The Sowing of the Dragon

JOHN G. NEIHARDT