Poem In A Burlap Sack Poem by Neil Leadbeater
Poem In A Burlap Sack
Starting is the best.
As I hold the sack waist high
a foot in each corner
for the race ahead
I catch all the odour
from the resin of jute,
think of a Kennebec, Kerr
or King Edward
how Russett Burbanks
make the best hash browns
while others
in a bunch of hops
go for Yukon Gold.
Saturday, August 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,potatoes,sport
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