WIND RUNS THROUGH THE NIGHT 
A STEED BLOWING ITS OWN MANE 
THE MOON ITS POMMEL 
 
 
 

DROOPING BAYOU MOSS 
DIVINING ROD CRESCENT MOON 
PULLS AT WATER OAKS 
 
 
 

FIELDS AND FIELDS OF WHEAT 
AND SHARPENED SCYTHES IN THE SHED 
CROWS AND FIELDHANDS SLEEP