Kit Kelen #891 - acres expand with the light

891

acres expand with the light

neither fallow

for still smoke

sort vines

where pumpkins hid

and let bird sit post

to pick the mown fresh

for its motions

to fence

cows have muddied a corner

we have huddled too

call season in the tribe of days

I dream all manner of creatures

and photograph them there

or is it I am slow to ponder

how many legged, lithe

how gone

there's the bucket that's blown off

so much of later yet

with round we go

and here it all is

brim and later

bring to boil

the land is registered in my name

could take off any time

is it in sunshine we'll go

or here we traipse the rain

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