Poem by María C. Domínguez


Wartime rural piece
no-body in land
piled logs nesting neat
against farmhouse walls
tilled fields under
tilted sun empties
breach of those
who have done their labour
hung up their tools and quietly left
a land barren unchanged forever
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Published on July 22, 2015 04:47
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