Come & fetch me to my work to-night
On the supper table lay
Burying the white
smooth bean & wrinkled peas
Soft as petals from the apple tree
Smooth & white & bare in sight
& so long for you
slowly in fading light
Servant to springtime passions as the earth
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for the little death
When, just as the furrow swallows the seed
The sturdy arched body comes
Shaking its way & shedding the earth.
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