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When the Grass Whispers · Poetry Short Short ·
Organised by Anon Y Mous
Word limit 100–2000
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Wheat
Morning brings brown yellow kernels fling from young hands
Soon seedlings emerge cautiously climbing, digging though dark
Tillering pops from the core up around the soily sands
Noon rain falls from above bringing life, like a spark

Chevening people watch the jointing stems form
Adult boots around seeing awns grow very strong
Evening then people feel the last sun's warmth
Results of the golden flowering shoot up long

Behead
Bite
Carve
Cleave
Dice
Divide
Fell
Fitch
Gash
Gut
Hack
Hew
Lash
Lop
Old arms comes the mature harvest
Rip
Reap
Saw
Scissor
Score
Shave
Shear
Slash
Slaughter
Slay
Slit
Slice
Sliver
Snip
Scythe
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#1 ·
· · >>Griseus
Okay, I get that this is a wheat harvest, but I'm not sure what all the synonyms of cutting are doing, why they're alphabetized (with a couple of them out of order), and what the intervening line is doing. It kind of gives me the feeling the poet wants me to be sympathetic with the grass, but I'm not sure. I can tell there's an intended effect, but I can't figure out what it is, so it's not working on me. Before the list, the rhymes were clean and didn't seem to have any meter. A few of the word choices struck me as odd, like Chevening. As far as I can find, it's just a place in England, so is that just where this is taking place? I don't know what that setting adds, and I don't know how many people would know where that was anyway. I like the mood of it, but it makes me feel like I'm missing something.
#2 ·
· · >>Pascoite
>>Pascoite

Scythe.
#3 ·
· · >>Griseus
>>Griseus
I don't understand. Are you saying "chevening" is a synonym for scythe? I did a google search of the term upon first reading this and didn't see any such definition. I just tried again and filtered out all this hits about a particular scholarship and still didn't see anything.
#4 ·
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>>Pascoite
Was trying to make the poem look like a scythe. Could have formatted the top part better, but decided against that because someone would have complained or asked: "Why does this look weird? You don't have poems formatted like this!" I should have told that thought to pound sand and just went nuts.