Love is complicated, and so is our relationship to the Mississippi River. Dear River invites you to express your connection to the Mississippi through words and images. Together we'll write the river, one line at a time. By gathering stories and sentiments from near and far into a single stream, we can celebrate the range of experiences and emotions that comprise life on the Mississippi. Love, fear, anger, joy, sadness or hope - what will you write the river?
Unbeknownst to mindless men, you are our "away".
Our society's blemishes, our mistakes
Are washed "away" with each drop of rain.
Downstream you carry our burdens
And just as soon, we forget
And make the same mistakes again.
My apologies, dear river, on behalf of mindless men.
Its a comfort watching you move. You're continually progressing. I wish I was like you, filled with regular movement. I wish I had currents, like yours, to direct me where to go next. But I think maybe you wish you could pause and rest for a while, like I can do. I think we can learn from each other
You have been my arranged marriage; ursuping a mad-wild love affair with the Pacific. With time, I came to understand the rise and fall, bend and break, freeze and steam of you. Soon, I hope you will carry me. Perhaps I am ready to trust us with a small boat, currents and all.
Black dirt, drain tile, black top, storm drain, top down, bottoms up, drain pipe, overflow, over land, over time, under water, underwhelm, drip, drop, flow, flood, rush, run, stream, surge, river, roll, on, down, Rollin, Rollin, where have you been?
In my hometown, I used to go on river walk dates with my friends because we were too poor to afford coffee dates. Now that we've grown up and moved away, we still do river walk dates. We're slightly less poor and the Mississippi is slightly bigger.