Dear Twin Falls

Dear Twin Falls—

 

 

 

Burn down the house! but spare the

meadow. Right? I say it depends on who’s out
to pasture. & that answer’s best abbreviated to
a lowest common denominator that will then
pass easily thru the digestive system, well chewed.
An answer that can be harvested another season
& until then, bundles hay. We manage the kindling,
build lattices of dry sticks, faced open to the wind
to catch & push the fire out & up to the temper-
ature at which fat burns clean off the bone. The
meadow, its watchful house are temporaries &
when that glow roars up over the hillside, trust me.
Unless you want to dive down the well, leave your
necessaries on the nightstand.

 

Close enough but not too far,

 

Quad Cities

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