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Field Work (Free verse) by Christof
Our feet, the first time, padding into the field Amongst dew and worm-casts and grass-tips rubbing Our unshod and sodden uncertainty With delicious wet tongues of green on our toes The first time, padding into the field - The second time, it was easy, brighter and drier, The sun degrees higher, the way now plain And the third time, a noontime bored stupid by heat, The prickle of barbs, of dry twigs, of insects On bare feet, the last time, the end of my fieldwork.

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.2
Weighted score: 5.2622466
Overall Rank: 3976
Posted: June 19, 2007 3:34 AM PDT; Last modified: June 19, 2007 3:34 AM PDT
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[8] Ranger @ 81.152.176.129 | 21-Jun-07/5:13 AM | Reply
Marvellous to see you still alive and writing, Mr. C.

This is clearly a poeme about doing something naughty.
[n/a] Christof @ 62.121.23.56 > Ranger | 21-Jun-07/5:42 AM | Reply
I've been inspired to get up off my arse recently, for some reason. Possibly having a new baby. And of course the best thing to do is come straight back here and have a ruck with Rockmage, but never mind. Glad you liked this and yes, it is about something a bit naughty.
[9] deleted user @ 64.140.228.96 | 26-Jun-07/6:12 PM | Reply
Very good--first class imagery--I absolutely love "a noontime bored stupid by heat."
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