Valley Life
dirt twirls and dances between the rows
in slow curly q archs
with the same meandering intensity of a lazy summer afternoon as the sun beats down leaving
shimmering specks like a great photo voltaic pond
slightly bending visual acuity in the process
leaving behind a kind of dreamlike haze
just as easily forgotten as remembered
all this is the backdrop to the steady hum of the John Deer
moving earth with an unhurried confidence
one chunked plot of land at a time
no more no less
all the while the lone hawk looks on from its power line throne
on the corner crisp apples are sold
dipped in caramel and sold on a stick
to the bouncing children energetic from the long car ride
all is well in the central valley
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