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No eyes are bluer than Iowegian skies after the rains when the clouds part and the dust...
Iowegian skies

         for Mandy

No eyes are bluer than Iowegian skies after the rains when clouds part and dust settles. Cloud puffs lie reflected in Clear Lake and hundreds of ponds, thousands of puddles. And no green's greener than Iowegian fields in Spring, the lushness hurting the eyes with the brilliance of green.

How glad the Norwegians, poor cottars, third sons, clinging to starvation at the edge of an island, at the foot of a fjord, must’ve felt when they moved here and saw nothing but blue over green til they tilled the earth under and thanked her for her bounteous brown gold. So much soil! So rich and the likes of which they had never seen living between rock scree and sea depths. And here you are, their daughter, granddaughter, great great grand… driving over the plains planted in corn, sighing past rolling fields spread out to horizons with barely a hill to be found.

No, no Nordic eyes are bluer than Iowegian skies and no Nordic slope clad in dark forest pine ….greener.

© Kåre Enga

[168.188] #2 November 1, 2011.

Note to self, previous version: No eyes are bluer than Iowegian skies after the rains when the clouds part and the dust settles. Skies reflected in Clear Lake and hundreds of ponds, thousands of puddles. And no green's greener than Iowegian fields in Spring, the lushness hurting the eyes with the brilliance of green.

How glad the Norwegians, poor cottars, third sons, clinging to starvation at the edge of at the edge of an island, at the foot of a fjord, must’ve felt when they moved here and saw nothing but blue over green til they tilled the earth under and thanked her for her bounteous brown gold. So much soil! O rich and the likes of which they had never seen living between rock scree and sea depths. And here you are, their daughter, granddaughter, great great grand… driving over the plains planted in corn, past rolling fields spread out to
horizons with barely a hill to be found.

No, no Nordic eyes are bluer than Iowegian skies and no Nordic slope clad in dark pine ….greener.
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