Fairbridge, Lynne

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Dry Grass Singing We wandered the veld red dust crusting splayed toes, searching through brittle gold grass, hip high, and found— bones, bleached white and fissured, which we carried home, not knowing then we d id not have to search for death. Sometimes, we found flame lilies blazing in the dry grass, fire red petals gold tipped—tongues on top of tender stems. They died when we transplanted them. I still seek that fragile flame in the fine dust and frozen fields of the prairie. LYNNE FAIRBRIDGE 

Dry Grass Singing

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Dry Grass Singing

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