2 March 2002 | Vol. 2, No. 1

The Farm Sang for a Minute

fourth in the magnetic poetry series

Remember dad mad as a snake about

growing corn broken storm windows

and the farmhand who put wildflowers

and mirrors all through the barn

He whispered a song about spring in mom's ear

She laughed like a butterfly

I cried the night he left

Dad silent in the morning

the Truth etched in his brow

I still miss the farmhand

and the place in the barn

where cats give wet birth

About the author:

Shelly Reed writes in Norwalk, Iowa, where she enjoys regular silence. Her work appears extensively online and in print, nationally and internationally. Recent poems appear or are scheduled for appearance with Comrades, Sometimes City, Wilmington Blues, and 2River.

For further reading:

See the complete list of work by Shelly Reed at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 2, No. 1, where "The Farm Sang for a Minute" ran on March 2, 2002. List other work with these same labels: poetry.

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