Grass

by estory

I

I can see for as far as I can dream
Across fields of light and rain
What I was and what I will be
Glimmering in evening rain and light
For as far as the eye can see
A field where I am one among millions
In the blinking of an eye
Where I will be and what I once was
Stretching away under the endless sky
For as far as the eye can see
And the spirit can dream

II

A single voice
In a chorus of voices
Inside the song
Of voices

A movement of grass blades
In between grass blades
Among grass blades
In the grass

A face
In the crowd
Of faces
In a crowd of faces

III

I can dream for as far as the eye can see
Across all the faces upraised in the field
Each face, its own day dream
Among the many faces in the crowd
Moving within the movements of movement
In the light of shadows across the grass
For as far as the eye can see
A face in the faces of the crowd

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This is a poem of the common spirit inside of all of us, the soul of life within the individual, the beauty of the uniqueness within the beauty of the likeness of mankind. I thought the dense repetitions of patterns of sound employed through minimalism would be a good way to capture the sense of the density of the grass blades, the little individual blades among the overall carpet across the lawn. It is broken into a triptych to create three separate but equal views of the grass that blend into an overall view. Alliterations are a big part of the dense music I was after in composing this poem estory

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Grass

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