John
Stone (1998)
Just
outside the frame
there
has to be a dog
chickens,
cows and hay
and
a smokehouse
where a ham in hickory
is also being preserved
Here
for all time
the borders of the Gothic window
anticipate
the ribs
of
the house
the
tines of the pitchfork
repeat the triumph
of
his overalls
and
front and center
the long faces, the sober lips
above
the upright spines
of this couple
arrested
in the name of art
These
two
by
now
the sun this high
ought
to be
in
mortal time
about
their businesses
Instead
they linger
here
within the patient
fabric
of
the lives they wove
he
asking the artist silently
how
much longer
and worrying about the crops
she
no less concerned about the crops
but more to the point just now
whether
she remembered
to
turn off the stove.
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