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TOPOGRAPHY

TOPOGRAPHY [1]

I passed a field the other day,

That in summer’s past

Had always been in hay.

And there I saw it laid open wide

With some gashes that

A plow put in its side.

 

Brown, yes, reddish brown,

Was the ground,

That the implement of man

Had turned down.

Row after row of little hills,

With valleys and daises,

Thrown in for frills.

 

Now – the farmer hadn’t planned

To leave those flowers.

As witnesses of nature, brittle towers,

But nature’s not as weak

As may suppose.

And the strongest things

She has she always grows.

– eab, May ‘69

[1] Second song “dictated” to Martha as I drove our black ‘68 VW along a back road above Townsend, Tennessee.

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