Sprinkles of dew on the crimson-purple balls.
The farmer on the seat dangles the reins on the rumps of
dapple-gray horses...
The phantom of an old workhorse taking the steel point of a
plow across a forty-acre field in spring, hitched to a harrow in
summer, hitched to a wagon among cornshocks in fall,
These phantoms come into the talk and wonder of people on
the front porch of a farmhouse late summer nights..." - Carl Sandburg (1878–1967), from Cornhuskers, 1. Prairie
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