Where once there was crisis, there's now only a cornfield, here Shays was defeated near a road I got lost on, and the neighbors remembered, though what they remembered there's no way to tell, for the flags blew both ways and the flowers bloomed irrespective, aloof from our dramas or their stone markers, but a weary driver looked around to imagine the day that men's blood watered this field, then wondered how to find a way back to the present. The last battle of Shays' Rebellion Sheffield, Mass.
July 2004

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