john tiong chunghoo
Travel Haiku - The Cresting of the Red River (Fargo, United States)
Red River Crest
feels like Jews pursued
by the Pharoah's army
Red River ebb
the tide in us
the fear in us
the Red River's
waiting for Red River crest
a tsunami sweeps
FARGO, N.D. – As the Red River slowly receded Sunday, Fargo was keeping a close eye on the many miles of sandbag levees that are the main line of defense against a potentially destructive flood that has had the city on edge for more than a week.
Residents who spent the better part of the week filling sandbags and building up dikes turned their attention to forming neighborhood patrols and monitoring levees for breaches. Fargo still fears that water could burst past the levees and submerge parts of the city.
The Army Corps of Engineers and city officials worked overnight to shore up a breach on Fargo's north side, near Oak Grove Lutheran School. The leak, which happened about 1: 30 a.m., wasn't serious enough to warrant the immediate evacuation of nearby residents, said Robyn Litke, a city spokeswoman.
The city had been bracing for a crest of up to 43 feet on Sunday, but instead learned Saturday that the river may have reached its peak. The weather service said the river crested around midnight Friday at 40.82 feet. It was at 40.31 feet early Sunday and dropping.
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