Sunday, June 19, 2016

We go home now vi

I was shopping
for greens yes-
terday and met
a guy who wore
a logotype, be-
tween shoulder
blades, I know.

   And earth began to look 
   as you remembered her,
   herons, like seagulls, flock-
   ed to the salted furrow,
   the bellowing, smoky bullock
   churned its cane sea,
   a world began to pass
   through your pen's eye,
   between bent grasses and one word
   for the bent rice.

Collected Poems
    The Gulf
    and other Poems
The Noonday Press
Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1986©
Eduardo Techado

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