September Corn (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Slimmer pickings at the farm stand smaller, more immature lighter kernels on the cob late corn, from the gleanings before ...
Slimmer pickings at the farm stand smaller, more immature lighter kernels on the cob late corn, from the gleanings before ...
Roll over, snooze hit Warm covers, cold morn Morning light Piercing my slumber Out the window Down below My barn ...
A motorized voyeur Driving down the road By the farm At the cusp of autumn A figure toiling in the ...
Like a thick cluster of ripe Concord grapes The blueberries hung on the bush Eager for my grasp, their liberation ...
Way up at the top of a big stack of straw Was the cunningest parlor that ever you saw! And ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his ...
SHE stood against the kitchen sink, and looked Over the sink out through a dusty window At weeds the water ...
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
More than halfway up the pass Was a spring with a broken drinking glass, And whether the farmer drank or ...
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
I didn't make you know how glad I was To have you come and camp here on our land. I ...
This saying good-by on the edge of the dark And the cold to an orchard so young in the bark ...
All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on ...
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the ...
Joe Ramshottom rented a bit of a farm From its owner, Squire Goslett his name; And the Gosletts came over ...
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint, Possessed the land which rendered to their toil Hay, corn, roots, hemp, flax, apples, ...
Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown, Of thee, from the hill-top looking down; And the heifer, that lows ...
The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead if the lips were gone. The year has ...
So like a flower and a current of air the flow of water fleeting shadows the smile glimpsed at midnight ...
They called me to the Window, for " 'Twas Sunset" -- Some one said -- I only saw a Sapphire ...
The Products of my Farm are these Sufficient for my Own And here and there a Benefit Unto a Neighbor's ...
Two butterflies went out at Noon -- And waltzed upon a Farm -- Then stepped straight through the Firmament And ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
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