Field Poem by Erin Belieu
Field
Field is pause field is plot field is red chigger bump where
the larvae feed corn wig curled in your ear. Field cares not
a fig for your resistance though kindly gently lay your
head down girl lay it down. When ready storm when
summer kilned smoothly as a cake. Awake! Awake and
wide is field. And viral. Biotic. Field of patience of percolation
and policy. Your human energy. Come again? What for? In
field there is no time at all no use a relief the effort done
which is thank you finally the very lack of you. Lay your
head down girl lay it down. In field which has waited since
you first ascended to the raw end of your squared off world and
gazed upon your subjects: congery of rat snake corn snake
of all the low ribbons bandaging the stalks. Progress in field
foot sliding in matter slick chaff in fall. And always field's oboe
this sawing a wind that is drawing its nocturne through the 23rd
mansion of the moon. Field is Requiel's music and the Wild Hunt
of offer. In field they are waiting you are sounding. Go home.
Field is Requiel's music and the Wild Hunt of offer. In field they are waiting you are sounding. Go home.. very good poem my dear poetess. tony
yeah; In field there is no time at all no use a relief the effort done which is thank you finally the very lack of you // beautiful exprssion
A wonderful poem. There are so many activities going on at the same time in a field. Enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.
Progress in field foot sliding in matter slick chaff in fall. And always field's oboe this sawing a wind that is drawing its nocturne through the 23rd mansion of the moon. Music and the wild hunt. very fine poem. t ony
In the field alertness is most important to face all and deal well; otherwise it is better to go home for good! Thanks for sharinf it here!
Field is Requiel's music and the Wild Hunt of offer. In field they are waiting you are sounding. Go home. very goog poem. tony
Field is Requiel's music and the Wild Hunt of offer. In field they are waiting you are sounding. Go home./// beautiful the field is for the heart of love, peace, humanity, unity and universal solidarity// superb poem
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I would like to translate this poem
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O the field is my heart field is my feelings field is my thought field is my breath field is my veins field is my blood and field is I'm- the human field is my workout field is my truthfulness field is my love field is you, he and me field is all we in unity field is our united beauty ............