Words for the Chisel (collection)/Picture

by Genevieve Taggard

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Picture

These triumphant hills have stoodWaiting for human magnitude;They have seenOnly the humble and the mean:The hurried farmer, haying, heapingAcres of grass before the storm;Smoke from houses, winter reaping.And the heavy uniformFurrow . . . These hills have seenOnly the meagre and the mean;Awkward women weeding rows;Children brandishing at crows;Men building barns and cutting woodIn an eternal solitude.