Sunday, April 13, 2008

Silage Catch

grand
dad’s felling-
axe cuts a turn
of shoulder, milk
settling in the hips
the beast falters, knees
coupled, the felling-axe
broken in two, a tarn
of cow’s pee caught
in the silage
catch

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