<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539359" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hay-Cutters</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time tells them. They go along touching <br>the grass, the feathery ends. When it feels <br>just so, they start the mowing machine, <br>leaving the land its long windrows, <br>and air strokes the leaves dry. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes you begin to push; you want to <br>hurry the sun, have the hours expand, because <br>clouds come. Lightning looks out from their hearts. <br>You try to hope the clouds away. <br>'Some year we'll have perfect hay.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Stafford">William Stafford</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539359" data-title="Hay-Cutters de William Stafford" data-description="Time tells them. They go along touching the grass, the feathery ends. When it feels just so, they start the mowing machine, leaving the land its long windrows, and air strokes the leaves dry. Sometimes you begin to push; you want to hurry t..."></div> </div> </div>

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