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September 27, 2011

Fields of browned corn stalks rustle (I imagine) as I speed by in my car.
Sunflowers crowd along these country roadsides as if watching
some kind of parade: me going by in my car.  A very short parade.
Bean fields yellow too and pale green, the beans long ago picked
and simmered in a pot with a piece of bacon, onion, salt and pepper.
It is early fall and some One must have decided long ago 
that a palette of yellow green and brown would be just the thing
on this Nebraska landscape in late September.
Against a brilliant blue sky contentment has picked up its brush.

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