Fields are Fallow
Nothing grows
Seeds are eaten by the crows
Ignored by the skittish does
In the winter water froze
Crops wilt dead in phalanx rows
Agriculture in its Death Throes.
Poetry: “Fields Are Fallow 2” (from August 2008)
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Fields are Fallow
Nothing grows
Seeds are eaten by the crows
Ignored by the skittish does
In the winter water froze
Crops wilt dead in phalanx rows
Agriculture in its Death Throes.
