Hear the song
gliding like a prairie schooner
across the waves
of bluestem beard grass turkey foot grass switch grass
tufted little bluestem bunch grass Indian grass cord grass
eastern gamma grass buffalo grass
It whispers “Come. Dive in. Sing the colors of
the Flint Hills Ocean. “ And you are
bluegreengoldburntorangesiennapurpleredcreampinktawny
And LISTEN. song is everywhere.
— Reva Friedman
The Coop: A Poetry Cooperative 