Minneapolis, MN – September 25, 2012
Civilization dismantles the wild as the river stretches into downtown Minneapolis. The tree-lined banks sputter and disappear. Bridges soar above the water every half-mile. Mountains of scrap metal rise along the shore.
Factories crowd for space. Loading docks hang in the water. Machinery grinds its joints black with grease.
Bulldozers and cranes rumble to life. The sound of diesel engines and conveyor belts fill the air. Motors growl inside anything that moves.
The wind smells rusted like old metal. The air tastes off, worn, and used. Buildings rise into the sky until they crowd the horizon.
Civilization felt out-of-place along the water once. It was there in chunks–a dam, a factory, a town–but it was always the intruder, the other, the piece that didn’t belong. Not anymore, now I’m the stranger in a place I thought I knew.
Note: This is about the approach into the Twin Cities. Once inside, between St. Anthony’s and downtown St. Paul, it is actually quite beautiful, but I didn’t get past St. Anthony’s on this day. A few days later I saw what a fantastic park system has been built around the river between downtowns. Great job Twin Cities! Just wanted to clarify because the efforts to make the river beautiful should be applauded!