Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Lovesong of Portuguese Bend

On the hillside, workers go
Mowing mustard, to and fro.

Turning the yellow gown that garbed the rolling slopes to scrap,
Shredded by machines that buzz like bees
But do not feed. Instead they kill,
Leaving the hill naked to the skies
And all neighbors' eyes.

Springtime green and yellow,
A place to nest and hide,
Food for bugs and birds and bees and mice
Gone.
Pristine and clean, but at what price?


(with apologies to T.S. Eliot)

1 comment:

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