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September England 2020: Song of the Wheat

 

Song of the Wheat  

Lincolnshire rain 
in dyke and in ditch
has ruined the wheat
and blackened the husk
the wheat which said wheat
and us us us 
wheat wheat wheat 
and us us us 
stands silent now
dark mauve
so still
mildew and damp spores 
and mouldy kernel

But I heard it once 
fresh rustling free
whispering it's name 
to the sky and to me 
wheat wheat wheat 
and us us us 
wheat wheat wheat 
and us us us 



William Blake: Mildew  Blasting Ears of Corn 






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