Cornhuskers/Blizzard Notes

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I don't blame the kettle drums—they are hungry.

And the snare drums—I know what they want—they are empty too.

And the harring booming bass drums—they are hungriest of all.

The howling spears of the Northwest die down.

The lullabies of the Southwest get a chance, a mother song.

A cradle moon rides out of a torn hole in the ragbag top of the sky.