Planters Moon
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Planters Moon
Now that drought has killed
any hope of harvest, the sky
stumbles in drunk with rain.
I plant my feet in knee-high corn,
twist stalks and pull like Krishna
jerking a top knot.
What fusarium doesn't wilt
succumbs to nematodes.
Being a planter makes you crazy
like the celery farmer next county over
who lost his wife to root rot.
Pig Latin coursing through his brain
year after year of crop failure
staying up nights with a stick
to drive mice from the rows -
He buried his children until
only their heads broke ground.
This is the time for turning under .
I cleave a worm with my spade,
watch its two parts writhe and wonder
how the other half lives.
any hope of harvest, the sky
stumbles in drunk with rain.
I plant my feet in knee-high corn,
twist stalks and pull like Krishna
jerking a top knot.
What fusarium doesn't wilt
succumbs to nematodes.
Being a planter makes you crazy
like the celery farmer next county over
who lost his wife to root rot.
Pig Latin coursing through his brain
year after year of crop failure
staying up nights with a stick
to drive mice from the rows -
He buried his children until
only their heads broke ground.
This is the time for turning under .
I cleave a worm with my spade,
watch its two parts writhe and wonder
how the other half lives.
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Re: Planters Moon
What a wonderful bleak poem! Love the imagery, the topknot, the drunken sky, etc. Terrific close after setting it up with the farmer who has lost his wife and children....
Re: Planters Moon
I agree, this is just plain fun.
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Re: Planters Moon
Thank you both. Halloween brings stuff out
Re: Planters Moon
Yes, great imagination and well-written. Stanza’s 1,4,5,6, 7 are my favorites, but all good.
Re: Planters Moon
The last stanza is strong.
Man's inability to that of a worm's possibility.
Great imagery.
Man's inability to that of a worm's possibility.
Great imagery.
meenas17