Nebraska 1 – ‘Omaha’ by Carl Sandburg

As mentioned previously, there will be a series of re-postings on Omaha and Nebraska, literary and lyrical, the place of my birth. This was originally posted January, 2014:

Omaha

Red barns and red heifers spot the green
grass circles around Omaha—the farmers
haul tanks of cream and wagon loads of cheese.

Shale hogbacks across the river at Council
Bluffs—and shanties hang by an eyelash to
the hill slants back around Omaha.

A span of steel ties up the kin of Iowa and
Nebraska across the yellow, big-hoofed Missouri River.
Omaha, the roughneck, feeds armies,
Eats and swears from a dirty face.
Omaha works to get the world a breakfast.

by Carl Sandburg

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