Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FIELD OF MAIZE, by HALCYONE G. MORGAREIDGE



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FIELD OF MAIZE, by                    
First Line: Here fifty thousand crests of gold are borne
Last Line: And there can be no bread save bread of sorrow.
Subject(s): Corn


Here fifty thousand crests of gold are borne
In loveliness on fifty thousand stalks.
Beauty and bread commingle in this corn
Changefully stirring in the breeze that talks
Among the leaves.
Weep then that these must fall,
That ruthless knives will lop each precious head.
The many-bladed monster swallows all,
And beauty dies, a sacrifice to bread.

Oh, there are fields -- and shall there be again? --
Where hatred mows a dearer grain than corn,
Where war, the demon reaper, harvests men,
And hope is murdered, not to be reborn.
There beauty dies, will die again tomorrow,
And there can be no bread save bread of sorrow.





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