Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FIELD, by GLENN WARD DRESBACH First Line: I stand again in the field Last Line: Something he wished to keep ... And kept remembering. Subject(s): Farm Life; Agriculture; Farmers | ||||||||
I stand again in the field Where first my father broke The prairie sod, and the sweating team Passed with the creak of yoke And straining tug, and steam Arose from the furrows that rolled, Tough and straight and black, under the morning's gold. Many times he has said He remembers, each spring that comes, The wild flowers and the steady roll Of the prairie chicken drums Upon each sunny knoll, And how the tall grass sighed As it fell beneath the share and his relentless stride. Sometimes I wished I had known The field when it was wild And beautiful ... but remembered then Although my father smiled When he told of it again, He had lost a treasured thing -- Something he wished to keep ... and kept remembering. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...KICKING THE LEAVES by DONALD HALL THE FARMER'S BOY: WINTER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SPRING by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: SUMMER by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD |
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