Cabbages catch at the moon. It is late summer, no rain, the pack of the soil cracks open, it is a hard summer. In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows of cabbages are series of little silver waterfalls...
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The idiot greens the meadow with his eyes, The meadow creeps, implacable and still; A dog barks; the hammock swings; he lies. One, two, three, the cows bulge on the hill.
In a valley late bees with whining gold Thread summer to the loose ends of sleep; A harvester pauses, surprised, in dreams of sheep, Across his back the ravellings of the sun.
