Latchford Harvest

A barmy late August eveningthrobsto a mechanised beat. Golden sunbeamstouch cloudsof chaff-dustthat billowfrom the combinein drifts. Cut-lines mapthe pathof the mechanical scythe.Contoured curvesthat last a week’til the plough foldsthe remnantsof a season’s growthback into the earth. Emerging from the uncut cropa covey of grey partridgeeight or more strong.Notes from their…

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