From the Bureau of Land Management :: June 27th, 2002 ::
![[the lawnmower]](/stufola/vt2002/blm.jpg "[the lawnmower]")
I’ve been spending a lot of time mowing the vast lawn here at the barn. Dehydrated, with aching muscles, I’ve spent the past two evenings surveying my work, and I’ve felt proud of myself. Here is a poem inspried by my experience.
A rotating dull blade
Depends on brute force only
To bring down the lawn.
