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The Angus cattle in the pasture I’m whizzing

by are the deepest, darkest black I’ve ever seen.

And the bermudagrass is the brightest, lightest

lime green I’ve ever seen. But the sky is wise

enough to hold both the staid and the exuberant,

and the wind sets the grass to rippling, making

the cattle bob above it. They array themselves

on the brow of a hill as they digest the elation

of the grass twice, glistening. They must be

loving God with their whole hearts.

 

 

 

Kathleen Hart‘s collection, A Cut-and-Paste Country, is the recipient of the Jacopone da Todi Poetry Prize. A former teacher and college instructor, Hart resides in Longview, Texas. A poem is forthcoming in The Waco Wordfest Anthology.
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