Richard Hugo

Washington / United States
Richard Hugo
Washington / United States
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Farmer, Dying

Rating: 3.4
for Hank and Nancy

Seven thousand acres of grass have faded yellow
from his cough. These limp days, his anger,
legend forty years from moon to Stevensville,
lives on, just barely, in a Great Falls whore.
Cruel times, he cries, cruel winds. His geese roam
unattended in the meadow. The gold last leaves
of cottonwoods ride Burnt Fork creek away.
His geese grow fat without him. Same old insult.
Same indifferent rise of mountains south,
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Michael Gale 14 September 2006
That poor farmer sure had ta put up with a lot of sad and bad times in his lifetime. This was a great writ of lit kind sir. Gave ya a ten. God bless all poets-MJG.
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