This mill does not live
By wheat alone
Barley spelt corn
Amaranth rice
Welcome and ground
Wherever whoever
Cultivates and harvests
This mill is for all
Who bake cook and eat
And might be hungry

January 7, 2018

Wakers and Woken

No hand shakes my cover
No voice whispers or insists
Some are wakers
Some are woken
The birds sages
And morning remind me
Of the chaos and order
Awaiting beside my bed
Sleep over

Bob Schwartz

January 7, 2018

Grist for the Mill

January 7, 2018

Wakers and Woken