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Wheels of baled hay bask in October sun:
Gold circles strewn across the sloping field,
They seem arranged as if each one
Has found its place; together they appeal
To some glimpsed order in my mind
Preceding my chance pausing here --
A randomness that also seems designed.
Gold circles strewn across the sloping field
Evoke a silence deep as my deep fear
Of emptiness; I feel the scene requires
A listener who can respond with words, yet who
Prolongs the silence that I still desire,
Relieved as clacking crows come flashing through,
Whose blackness shows chance radiance of fire.
Yet stillness in the field remains for everyone:
Wheels of baled hay bask in October sun.
- Robert Pack, Baled Hay
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Just linking up some fun today about yucky food.
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DeleteAutumn is on my mind. Thanks all!
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DeleteHi Sanaa, hi Toad, and happy Tuesday! I'm linking up with a poem about my name, written for dVerse Poetics.
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DeleteHappy Tuesday, Toads! Thanks, Sanaa, for imagining this week's Tuesday Platform! :)
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DeleteI like the Robert Pack poem. We saw a lot of baled hay on our weekend jaunt over to Louisiana this weekend. Also some baled cotton. We didn't stop to glean any but there was plenty of cottom going to waste on the plants that were machine picked. That too was worthy of a poem.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😊 Happy Tuesday!💞☕
DeleteLovely poem by Robert Pack. Can imagine the field and baled hay.
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