Grant Wood Poems - Poems about Grant Wood

...WINTER IN AN IOWA CORNFIELD Why start nattering about lucky tracks Neath a tarnished night of a waning storm? Haystacks in a disciplined platoon wait With hooded coats, caves of hibernation, S......

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...stoic or mourning in a time of depression or keepers of secrets with a hostile divide? why daylit drawn curtains made from fabric she's wearing and 'mother-in-law's tongue' on the porch to t......

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...Iowa raised Grant Wood painted unusual landscapes* when he could Enigmatic& everso quirky answers we never can see *https://artsandculture.google.com/asset/american-gothic/5QEPm0jCc183Aw......

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...I’d plow four rocky acres, maybe even five, For a taste of the honey from my Honey’s hive. No one spices the clover like my lover does When we meet in the meadow and we buzz, buzz, buzz. She’s ......

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...After noticing a small white house this painter decided that it would look fancy if someone would live in it too so using his sister Nan and his dentist Dr. Byron Mckeeby this colonial print i......

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