Across the Kansas Prairie

One of our first trips

across Kansas,

Toward the sunrise, winter falls free.

Above the din of some

choice classic blues station.

We talked about our plans

to keep driving, arriving

in Lawrence, Dodge City, Salina,

Winfield and Goodland, toward Colorado.

And we drove to each of them

in ensuing years in changing cars,

and after short visits

we would turn back.

I think we had

thirty dollars between us,

in the pocket of old bellbottoms,

enough for gas and brewskis.

We drove beside the Arkansas

with a semi-flat spare,

and we never worried

about being stranded on the prairie,

because good people live in Kansas.

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