Working on the farm
In the gold-brown of autumn
Is hard, but must be
Done, in tandem with Nature:
Mangold being built
Into a clamp for storage
Through bitter winter.
Hedges are being neatly
Trimmed; ditches cleaned to
Prepare for all storms ahead.
Working on the farm:
In the midst of October:
Potatoes being lifted.
On fields which have been
Harvested. And manure is
Is being spread to
Enrich the ground for next year's
Sowing. Fallow land
Is being ploughed for rich wheat
Which is essential
For survival in hard times.
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