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The essence of Winona (08/21/2013)
Part IV

We’ve still got to go back, a little further...

Closer to when time was something we could take and no big deal to waste

Unlike today when we seem to do everything “now” and “post haste”

Back before stamp sales fell to Outlook Express

And “you’ve got mail” spelled LESS for the USPS

Before snail order catalogues and shopping carts for e-tail

Back even before Montgomery Ward and Sears did very well

To when there was no tele, phone or type, before even our friend Morse

When there weren’t custom ring tones with all of the hype, and a wire was a Letter sent by horse

Even before when “text” meant a book in plain language, not a play by play in some lingo

Back to when two palms beat some rhythm on a buckskin bongo

Before mirrors, when distant drums, signal smoke or fire had to suffice

When from close by, with a bird call or howl or a bark once or twice

One would send a word or two or sound loud and clear

The alarm if need be, to those far or near

Oh, what a pristine place this driftless area must have surely been

Back before any man did intrude, I imagine a serene river valley scene

Yes, before the Sioux and Fox, the Winnebago, the Iowa or Sauk

Even before the famous Sugar Loaf crowned that bluff, flew red tailed hawk

Who with snowy owl and peregrine, plucked unsuspecting mice and rodents off the ground,

But were often foiled by those cautious squirrels that quickly hid their nuts from all the oak and walnut around

When bald eagles soared o’er verdant bluffs on thermals high

Heeding their carnivore carrion call, circling wide in a staggered array

Alongside turkey vultures, waiting in search for a fish to float or some prey to die

At least until the evening sun pulled down the curtain for the day.

Theodore L. Schoewe

 

 

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