Isabel Richey [1858-1910] wasn’t born in Nebraska but lived there. She is cited as perhaps ‘the first woman in Nebraska to publish books of poetry’.

Her poetry collection A Harp of the West reflects their time, though they are earnest enough. This poem seems a distant take on A Christmas Carol, but it is a standard Christian morality tale.

My following found/erasure poem reflects a banker disinclined to alter,

2008 has an enduring impact, not that things were all that different long before, as Richey shows in her original.