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Detroit gave me birth like the snapping of sheet metal, and her streets still bleed. But Missouri taught me to see. The Germans came Grooming the valleys with white frame houses gripping the hills with scoured brick towns, the cisterns and weathervanes. Now is the time of the Maifest, * the hopes for a new plowed soil. The men become stern strutters in overalls. And the rivers fill the women with reveries. Now I know with my feet, the waters, the rocks, and the clays. I am gifted with the brown rings of trees. Published Black Buzzard Press 1982. *The Maifest (or Mayfest in English) was celebrated by German immigrants in Missouri. Their descendants continue the tradition to the present day. It is the traditional German celebration of the arrival of spring and is now celebrated around the world.

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