Posts Tagged ‘corn field’
cornrows
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cornrows
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at the first rustle
of shadow on skin
I wake beside him
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I slide from the bed
flip the latch, climb through
the window, he will
be angry
the thought delights me
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I cross to the cornfield
silken rows of ribbon
higher than my head
an army, khaki-clad
could march here
one row over
and we could all
have solitude
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I shift rows
suddenly
catch a glimpse
of tassels
chevrons
boot heels
click into the next row
ribbons quiver
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takes nine minutes
to find a cornrow
north to south
leads back to the house
I cross the yard
pause on the threshold
I hesitate
a stranger
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the cornstalks whisper
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I raise my fist
hammer on the door
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Published as: ‘cornrows’, Spring 2013, The Antigonish Review 173
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Copyright 2013 Jane Tims
cornfields and mushrooms 5-5
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On April 23rd, my virtual bike trip took me along huge cornfields, reminding me of the big cornfields in southern Ontario …
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I was also excited to see small round white shapes in the plowed fields. I thought they must be mushrooms …
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I even convinced myself I saw a Chanterelle in one field, even though I know these are usually found in rich woodlands …
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The joke is on me!!! I knew what I was really seeing when I biked past a pile of small white stones at the edge of one field …
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Best View: memories of cornfields in southern Ontario …
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Copyright Jane Tims 2013