The Song of the Wheat

The Song of the Wheat by Marie Van Vorst

“The Song of the Wheat” traces the life of wheat from its birth in the dark, fertile earth to its harvest and transformation into bread. Speaking in the first person, the wheat describes bursting from its shell, sending green shoots through the soil, and growing with countless other plants beneath the wide blue sky. Rain, dew, sun, storms, and winds nourish the young field. The poem lingers over early summer, when the wheat moves like a green sea and scarlet flowers grow among its blades. As summer deepens, the field becomes still in the heat; cattle stand in shade, birds and bees fill the air with sound, and the wheat changes gradually from green to gold. At the year’s fullness, the wind awakens the ripe grain, and it seems to sing of the earth’s abundance. The wheat then turns attention to the labourers who cultivate it. Their strong, worn bodies, sweat, coarse shoes, and knotted hands reveal a life shaped by toil and by the dangers of hail, dew, blight, drought, and uncertain harvests. Though their labour has made the earth fertile, they do not know what reward they will receive. They ask not for luxury, but for the necessities of clothing, warmth, and bread, while poverty waits in their huts and their children suffer want. At harvest, the wheat faces death beneath the reapers’ blades. Cut down, it lies again upon the earth that gave it birth, while sun, dew, wind, and rain pass over it. Finally, gathered into close-bound sheaves on the bare brown land, it awaits the separation of grain from stalk and its journey outward as bread for the world.

By Marie Van Vorst · First published 1903 · Genre: Nature Poetry, Pastoral Poetry, Agricultural Poetry · 1,313 words

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I. I sprang from the heart of the earth, / From the brown, still heart / That gives, though it pulseth not, / All things being and birth. / This vegetable mould, / Black, resisting, and cold, / Is pregnant in every part / With essence of life. / Infused with The Spark, my shell -- / Pained with the mighty swell / Of being and life that woke -- / Travailed: fibres broke. / Green shoots slender, / Powerful, though most tender, / Pushed upward -- a crust gave way -- / Earth opened. and I saw day!

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American fiction · early 20th century · rural life · agriculture · wheat farming · the Great Plains · Kansas · family drama · romance · social realism · country life · farmers

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