Yesterday's paper carried an article about reopening a reconstructed trail situated on a bluff above the Mississippi River. Six years ago it gave way with tragic consequences.
I lived close enough at the time to hear the helicopters hovering above the area. The sound gnawed at my heart.
School Outing
Yesterday the bluff:
favored site for field trips
thick with trees
promise of arrowheads
freedom from books
the lesson unplanned
on shifting ground
Today only news choppers:
Life Flight no longer needed
after the mudslide
maimed two, claimed one
and left a fourth buried
too deep even for rescue dogs
to detect
Since sunrise:
the drone of rotors once more.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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