Little islands united in an archipelago

and the fields turn fallow in the absence of tractors.

Young men sun themselves
In summer’s groin

Isolated, the image
Injures the present

Lines set as stanzas:

* from Economy of Winter
** from Lives of Empire
*** from Lives of Cloth

All from Rob Schlegel The Lesser Fields

And so for day 2700

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