Chilmark Hay 1951 - Thomas Hart-Benton
Photograph courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales
The lowing herd wind slowly o’er the lea
But not here
This is not Gray’s Elegy
Rolling clouds drift lazily across the sky
Never once disturbing
Baling of hay now that it’s dry
Now is the time to reap the wheat
So that in winter
Pastures are dry but animals eat
Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
July 2012
Ahh, yes.
ReplyDeleteLovely reminder.
Thank you and thank you for coming by.
Deletethere is surely a time for everything...if nothing else, farming will def teach you that rhythm....smiles...
ReplyDeleteYes there is a time for everything Brian and the smell of the harvest (which I didn't manage to get here) can be intoxicating - problem is that it takes our minds off what is possibly to come by way of deep snow and cold winter.
DeleteThis certainly is nostalgic, Bee! The beauty of what the land offers many urbanites are not aware of.
ReplyDeleteHank
I always used to say that I could never live int he country - I'd get withdrawal symptoms if I didn't see a pavement!
DeleteLovely. I came to read yours before beginning mine. I needed inspiration
ReplyDeleteYou got fabulous inspiration but not from here!
DeleteCogent and well constructed.
ReplyDeleteThe novelist/poet Lawrence Durrell described Britain's 20th century poets as "the lowing herd winding slowly oe'r the lea."
I don't know about the well constructed but if you say so............!!
DeleteDurrell probably knew a thing or two or three.............
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you. Very simple though. Too simple methinks!
DeleteThe simple word 'harvest' carries such diverse meaning!!! Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThank you Helen. Yes diverse meaning indeed but I missed something here - the smell of the cut and dried fodder to be.
Deletei like the way the words you have written create a soft quiet moving sensation. when i am reading your poem i get the feeling of being in the midst of the happenings. nice!
ReplyDeleteThe opening stanza is particularly beautiful ~ And I like the close of reaping the harvest during the winter time ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments in my blog ~
you really captured the pastoral sense!!
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