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Click here(Something there is that doesn't love a wall... Rbt. Frost)
So you leased your field
Yep
To that goddamn corporate farm
Yeah, I did.
Like selling your soul, Bill
No, like putting it to use
Did me no damn good sitting fallow
Could'a leased it to Roberts, he'd farm it.
Only'd pay on percentage.
Well, look what the bastards did.
Bulldozed the damn hedgerow
Half way through.
What'd he gain, 2 acres on top of the 60?
More'n that, Ed.
Not much. Well, you need to get it re-surveyed.
What? Why?
'Cause the goddamn survey says
The line is the center of the hedgerow
Which it ain't anymore.
Don't matter – we know where it is
What we know don't mean a goddamn thing
It only matters what's on the paper.
And another thing...
Jesus Christ, calm down, Ed
They'll deep plow it
It'll cut the goddamn tree roots
On my apple trees, my cherry trees
If they die I'm coming after you
For damages...
Damages, my ass, those roots would be
In my land, wouldn't they . This is bullshit.
Fuck you and your survey and your goddamn trees
Bill turned and walked away, angry as hell
But wishing, a bit, he had talked with Ed first
Ed watched after him, glaring
Not thinking of lawyers and lawsuits
Thinking hard about that rock there near his left foot
Treading in similar territory to GM, which is a big compliment, the structure helps the content as I can Cleary distinguish who is talking without all the "he said" etc that prose uses,
The switch. Up of duality in humanity, then add 1201s thoughts and you have a great poem.
Maybe switch out
Thinking hard to stop the repeat of thinking so close together?
Not really a quibble just an errant thought.
Anger .........
& anger opens the Doors of ..........Hell ?!?
5-ed [ beautiful Conflict Poetry ]
raise the empty issue of what qualifies as poetry, and while I'm at it raise the issue of
of What is Property? blah, blah....
What is of interest here (to me) is the critical use of what would be perceived as an adjective i.e. "left", you have two other options "right" or none. Both right and left have a political charge, right also infers correct, suppose it would have been "right" - vast meaning change, suppose no charge, just "foot"....
Why is this of interest? At least twice, I put forth the proposition that this shit (adjectives) are important, and you are an experienced writer, so it vindicates...gran prick du mal, me.
Good choice, (I think) 5ed