Farmer poem
(This is from a 1956 letter from my retired U of Michigan writing professor and small farm owner, Roy Cowden, who taught me so much of what I know about writing and living.)
I shall never go through anotherÂ
lambing season without living on
the place. I drove back and forth
twice a day this year and lost several
lambs while away. Lambs start coming
first of March. I am going to be there
I want to have one spring at least
when I can get up in the morning and
watch winter go and spring come in.
2024 Jacqueline Jackson
This article appears in Culture of cruelty.
