A Rumor Mill

James Henry “Rumor Mill” 1950
A rumor mill,
fed by local spring,
with uncertain squeak
amidst the rustling shoots,
extended lines;
new-turned leaves
of the local grapevine.
The fruit they grow
makes bitter wine.

© 2023 | K. Hartless


  1. Got some gravitas, this one. Btw, I finally got to read your poem in Gabriela’s “Hidden in Childhood.” I can see you now fighting for that shattered glass trophy … and learning your lesson all the same 🙂 Gary

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