Lawrence Hall
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The Song of the
Rotor-Tiller is Heard in Our Land
The tines are set for six inches
Today we harvest broken bits of glass
Fragments of old toys, bit of aluminum
A Sylvania flash cube still intact
From a picture taken decades ago
The tines are set for rich earth
Tomorrow we’ll plant sunflowers to sing
“Slava Ukraini!” In the summer sun
Tomatoes, zinnias, peppers in their zones
A little sweet corn and more flowers for fun
The tines are set for happiness
In this little garden-world of peace
Between the bee-pool and the olive tree
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