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Jean Toomer - Reapers

Black reapers with the sound of steel on stones
Are sharpening scythes. I see them place the hones
In their hip-pockets as a thing that's done,
And start their silent swinging, one by one.
Black horses drive a mower through the weeds,
And there, a field rat, startled, squealing bleeds,
His belly close to ground. I see the blade,
Blood-stained, continue cutting weeds and shade.

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Poet: Jean Toomer
Poem: Reapers
Poem of the Day: Dec 21 2008

Comment 125 of 125, added on July 30th, 2014 at 6:11 AM.

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Edwardian from Ecuador
Comment 124 of 125, added on July 28th, 2014 at 6:47 PM.

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online from Ireland
Comment 123 of 125, added on July 28th, 2014 at 5:34 PM.

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