blood culture are the nation soil a flower grows in
blood culture can unite people speaking one language
poetry is written in blood culture weather season light
soil season give depths of flavour in grapes fruits
even vegetables prefer differing temperatures soils
so much depends on rich loam soils rich cultures
poets write in cultural soils loams emotive experiences
we cannot write true to our own culture foreign cultures
outside our experience range we write what we know
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