Swaying grass
In a new field
Discovered bushwhacking
Toward Enfield, New Hampshire

For this one hiker,
The memory of
A green hill,

Down from wood,
Well sheeped,
Years ago.
Swaying grass,

Like waiting words
Without direction,
Without lips.

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 1980. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.


11 thoughts on “Field

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    message homne a bit, but instead of that, this is fantasttic blog.
    An excellent read. I’ll definitely be back.

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