Of Mice and Mills
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Of Mice and Men-Mills
David J Walker
And Speaking of Steinbeck
The Jobe family could have
Lived here or there
Pointing to the bones of
Clapboard farmhouses on
Their last legs
In some places
they could have plowed
for 50 years and still
harvested nothing but
white rocks
those who say they
remember really
don’t want to recall
Windmills unable to
Pump enough water
To make any difference
Such ghostly places
In plane sight
dot the farm fields down
old market roads of
West Texas where the wind
Still blows
Refusing to stop
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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