The prairie sings
in late summer
Trilling yellow
in the sun
Bees buzzing
everywhere
But I don’t think
I’ve heard more
Harmony rolling
up from the land
Than today, October rain
turning everything
Into a hundred shades
of luminous honey
From cinnamon to sienna
to amber, the sweet hum
Of late fall.
—Carol Tyx, Prairiewoods artist in residence
photo by August Stolba