Night In Iowa in  General   

Nimbus clouds erasing stars above Lamoni.
Jaundiced lights. Silos. Loose dogs. Cows
whose stench infuses the handful of homes,
whose sad voices storm the plains with longing.

By Deborah Ager

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Other poems by Deborah Ager:

• Alone
• Dear Deborah
• Night In Iowa
• Santa Fe In Winter
• Summer Nights
• The Tortoise In Keystone Heights