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BARLEY
ОглавлениеI have not seen a barley field so still
under the cover of a wide grey sky
as here at 6.00 a.m. in mid July
deep in the farming countryside
near Nether Wallop
the silence of the fields
is reinsured
by the soundproofing of the narrow lanes
made Romanesque or Norman
by their arching trees and tall hedges
with here and there a stretch of pure tunnel
into the light and wonder of a sky
stretching above the barley
there is a kind of silence here
that I have not seen
since the February silence
of a morning frost
that patterned pine trees on the inside
of my bedroom window
near Mt Vernon, Illinois
at 5.00 a.m. way back in ‘82.