Hunger Erupts by Jesmia Avery The character of a landscape stands always in a mysterious relation to the soul of man. - Charles Madge, "Landscape I" A rich field, Sweeping zealously yellow, Provides brightness; Hunger erupts, A rumbling disrupts leveled earth. Corn husk and hair squeak agreeably, A torn sheath of green, A flaccid tassel, Between thin, towering stalks, Deaf to the growling highway, Reaches the mystery, the echo, A fertile sounding. Rough skinned crops rustle Fully with harsh leaves: A sweet bite, A thick twist of wind. In this Wisconsin landscape, Hunger and roughness interweave; Green and sharp yellow Uncover and rehusk. © 2003 by Jesmia Avery. All rights reserved. Home