Mythological Blue (44)

//Mythological Blue (44)

Mythological Blue (44)

What a distraction, all these leaves—
I can’t see a thing!
Willow oaks shiver, aflame,
Showering axial sparks.

In Washington, Colorado Avenue
Waits until Thanksgiving to blush
Ruby, russet, bending the
Algorithm of Instagram.

Where does the sky go?
Blue, blue! This is why
Farm girls leave the gray
Dairies of upstate New York,

Suffering lobbyists, stuffed
Olives, withered trails of plastic—
Ignited autumn, in search of
Mythological blue.

By | 2019-11-25T11:28:07-05:00 November 25th, 2019|Farm|1 Comment

About the Author:

Forrest Pritchard is a full-time sustainable farmer and New York Times bestselling author, holding a BA in English and a BS in Geology from William & Mary. Smith Meadows, his farm, was one of the first “grass finished” operations in the country, and has sold at leading farmers’ markets in the Washington DC area for two decades. Pritchard's books have received starred reviews from The Washington Post, Publishers Weekly, Library Journal, NPR, and more.

One Comment

  1. Eliot brenner December 3, 2019 at 6:22 pm - Reply

    Thanks. Made me smile.

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