TO TURN BACK
—John Haines
The grass people bow
their heads before the wind.
How would it be
to stand among them, bending
our heads like that...?
Yes... and no... perhaps...
lifting our dusty faces
as if we were waiting for
the rain...
The grass people stand
all year, patient and obedient—
to be among them
is to have only simple
and friendly thoughts,
and not be afraid.
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—Medusa
