Edward Ibeh Poet Imagism

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Date written: 09/21/2026

Harvest's Return

first, the sky before my eyes unfurls 
a vast, boundless silver canopy, 
spreading further along the line of sight, 
covering the fields beneath my feet, 
and the forested hills that lie beyond.

the land, which had been 
as still as a sleeping creature, 
is the first to wake, slowly shaking off 
the last lingering drowsiness 
that accumulated through the night. 

right after, amber sunlight breaks through 
the clouds, spilling into the expanses of woods, 
settling on the calm lake surface, 
   and spreading over the fields 
and grain plots in the mountain hollow.

a pair of hands holds a farm tool steadily, 
turning over clods of dark, fertile soil from the field; 
every clod brim with the nutrients 
     that can grow strong, thriving crops.
when sowing seeds, everyone carries...

 a steady, earnest wish, gently 
tucking the seeds wrapped in hope 
into the freshly turned soil.
in the long stretch of days that follow, 
someone tends to this field at all times, 

devoting wholehearted care to
 every single seedling, putting in 
full effort working in the fields each day, 
watching over the crops’ roots 
as they dig into the ear.

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