Reapers
de Jean Toomer(2005)
1 min lectură
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Black reapers with the sound of steel on stones
Are sharpening scythes. I see them place the hones
In their hip-pockets as a thing that\'s done,
And start their silent swinging, one by one.
Black horses drive a mower through the weeds,
And there, a field rat, startled, squealing bleeds.
His belly close to ground. I see the blade.
Blood-stained, continue cutting weeds and shade.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Jean Toomer
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 65
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 8
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Jean Toomer. “Reapers.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/jean-toomer/poezie/reapersIntrebari frecvente
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