By POOR WILLIAM
Clarksdale, Mississippi. (VIDEO)
Deep browns surround
Winter wheat sprouts verdant
Spring not far, yet unseen
Hope is lofty, but not restricted
A farmer’s knell; a hunter’s fell
A photographer’s delight
Tens of thousands cacklers rise into the night
Reticulated flappers
Intensify the gloaming
Orange tacks to black
As vespers rouse a groaning
Proud wings beating, never touching
Hoarse voices bleating, never rhyming
They bid the day adieu…
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