C
is for
cultivate
split the black earth,
the field in spring,
the opening
of the package
called future
called dream
called hope
you have split love,
tilled it, sowed it,
prepared the bed
for seed, for sun,
for rain, again,
and I, like acres
bleached by winter
by another harvest,
by your capable hands,
am undone
3 comments:
lovely...
I just love everything until the last third line - only because the by --, by -- lines aren't the butter on the tongue ones that come before.
:)m.
I wonder if you need to announce the letter at the beginning of each poem? I think "cultivate" works well as a title.
The poem has some lovely images, but I worry that the repetition is too overwhelming for such a small poem. That said, it seems to work in the first stanza, but not so well in the last bit.
yeh i'd agree with that and fwiw, I like this the best of the alphabet series so far. i think marjolaine hits it with the "by" - it bounces too hard - what about
"and I, like acres
bleached by winter
another harvest,
your capable hands,
am undone"
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