Tillage

Tillage

A Poem by Michael R. Burch

Tillage
by Michael R. Burch


What stirs within me
is no great welling
straining to flood forth,
but an emptiness
waiting to be filled.

I am not an orchard
ready to be harvested,
but a field
rough and barren
waiting to be tilled.

Keywords/Tags: tillage, raw, potential, barren, field, tabula rasa, blank slate, palimpsest, plow, plowing, sow, sowing, seed, planting, farm, farming

© 2020 Michael R. Burch


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Added on August 12, 2020
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Tags: tillage, raw, potential, barren, field, tabula rasa, blank slate, palimpsest, plow, plowing, sow, sowing, seed, planting, farm, farming