BREWERS AT THEOPHANY

I want to know the farmers whose land made up my day-dreamscape when I drove through Calhoun County between the years of 2010 and 2015. 

What would I say to them? 

"Hello, I've driven 

by here for years. 

Mostly in the evening,

mostly on the way to

Oxford and Memphis. 

I've filled your fields 

with my most internal life, 

to the extent of that treeline

over there perhaps. 

I saw in your cotton fields 

my life, with all of its possibilities, 

strewn out on each row;

dying, blooming, and dying 

with each passing.

Can you walk with me over there?

I've wondered what it would be like

to stand in your fields, to meet you: 

the man who has sewn and reaped 

what was formerly the most sacred

part of my self."