Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Late July, Early Morning, Middle of Town

We live in pretty much the geographic center of a 13 square mile suburb. Although the town is overwhelmingly residential there still are several small, family-run vegetable farms – vestiges of our village's pre-20th century history.

Birds harass the burgeoning fields as they have since man first planted seeds in the ground. Farmers, still in search of the perfect defense, harass the birds with non-lethal noise-making artillery.

Like most of the town, our immediate neighborhood is quiet in the morning. But sound travels effortlessly through soundlessness.

Crop cannons and crows
carp at summer sun’s first light –
life begins at dawn.

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