by Con Chapman
To lie fallow for awhile--
at least for a season--
and then, revived by disuse,
to bear a different crop than before.
And so around, from field to field,
by changing seeds sown on the ground,
an increased yield is gained,
by simply lying in wait.
This was the plan.
Thus, by indirection one arrives
at a place where, years before,
a plot that passers-by thought
gone to seed,
the lines you read.
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