When Passing Tilled Fields


I picture the hand of some colossus
Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiireaching down,
Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiifingers extended to the land,
PiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHis worn-smooth pads dragging along
Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiithe soil to upturn richness.

Labor lays tracks for
a season of produce.
PiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiThe hive looses itself,
and storms scheme
to lift land to life.

As I walk, I cast
dark shadows of self
on ground that needs light
to grow as though
I am baked into the cost
of crops, as though I am
the plight upon promise
of bountiful yields.

Kelsey Englert’s writing has appeared in ‘Passages North,’ ‘Bartleby Snopes,’ and ‘The Citron Review,’ among other literary magazines. She earned her MA in creative writing from Ball State University and MFA in creative writing from West Virginia University. She teaches at the University of Arkansas at Monticello.

1 Comment

  1. Kelsey, your work is incredible! I love your understanding of language that rolls of the tounge with purpose and poise. Keep sharing and reaching for greatness as it bellows from your soul<3 if you ever want to illustrate a poem or collaborate, I have several I’d like to publish as well. Let’s get together! You’re an iconic young lady. Cheers! Congrats!

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