The Mississippi: A poem by Stewart Acuff

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Written by Stewart Acuff

I sit high on the bluffs of this river I love so much and watch it makes its way South

I love this river, always have

Its slow, majestic, powerful, constant journey South

I feel it pulling me

Down to little town like Malden and Obion where my people and me are from

And cities like Memphis and New Orleans where folks celebrate this river–and life and music and our art and love

I love this Mississippi River in a way I only understand as home

It is so very much older and grander than anything I know

Flow, Mississippi.

Do your work with the majesty no one nor anyone else can do.

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