photo by Sandra L Hazley
highway 36 kansas
no
apologies
for
a back roadand a field of sunflower sutras
they started as wild flowers
along the shoulders
until they discovered
the farmers
since then
every town makes a point
of exclamation
for their particular shade of gold
wrapping 'round brown cores
like the earth itself
without grease & machinery
the
rain comes
in
deliberate beatslike a chant
passing mouth to mouth
between the stems
a field of flower
echoes
--- e b bortz
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