South Field I close my eyes and Stand in the shadowlands. Tall - TopicsExpress



          

South Field I close my eyes and Stand in the shadowlands. Tall wisps of lovegrass grow Up to my waist. Southwind blows My big straw hat. Clouds go tumbling close. I pull a shoot from a sagey clump And walk with the sweet end in my mouth, My long skirt winnows in the wind. I taste the silty green. Tomorrow the tractors will come and rumble. The swather will rattle and roll and cut All of it down to a raze and an end to the row. But today it is my field of dreams Where great birds swoop One for the other, And fieldmice scamper and nibble and mate, And rabbits chew the ribosomes Of the lovegrass where it tufts. Yes all of this exists In the shadow of my eyelid, In the hazel of my mirrored marble eye. Come and go back there with me, Today, or better, yesterday. Give me your hand and shut your eyes with me. -jenn long
Posted on: Fri, 13 Sep 2013 19:58:44 +0000

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