The Thresher

I remember feeding that bloody machine
while it was whining,
feeding and keeping on feeding,
hay and maize straws and Luserne
and working with an aching back
while I was but a small boy
and that thresher was carnivorous
would slice anything that it got hold of,
cutting even limbs off clean.

by Gert Strydom

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