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Sunday, July 08, 2012

The Mag 125: The Same Beginning

Chilmark Hay, 1951 by Thomas Hart Benton

Golden goose-bumps rise 
from the sagging country side
awaiting collection.

They are the remnants of harvest.
Cured in the sun - their sweetness
locked in.

Here, everything comes down to earth.
We plant in it, work it, extracting from it
feed it to the livestock.

It's a simple life.
Not an easy one
but it always cycles
back to the same beginning. 




Michael A. Wells 

11 comments:

Kay said...

the cycles of nature...keep you grounded i think...x

Gail said...

You captured the essence of farming.

Dana Dampier said...

So true... it's never easy, but so gratifying!

Tess Kincaid said...

Oh I love love love "golden goosebumps"...

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

i go with Dana... the true sense of farming...

JJRod'z

Brian Miller said...

it def cycles...that is some of the allure of farming...the consistancy...i like the goosebumps as the hay bails...that is a pretty cool image...

Silent Otto said...

Too true, i lovethe circular nature of farming, although many of the players are avowed linear thinkers.

21 Wits said...

A life of great reward! In so many ways!

Susan Anderson said...

Here, everything comes down to earth.

What an effective line this one is.

=)

Little Nell said...

Wonderful opening line.

Unknown said...

I love the essence of your poem and the meaningful phrasing you used on the journey. Your thoughts flow like the hills in the painting. Thank you for sharing, Michael.