Let The Winds Blow Low

April 11, 2026

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Summary:

Let the winds blow low
Let them drag the river’s tongue—
lick the banks where minnows thrum

Let the winds blow low
Let the crows forget their names
black as ink scattered flames

Let the winds blow low
Let the wheat lie down in rows
golden backs arched like bows

Let the winds blow low
Let the barn doors moan and swing
hinges rusted, singing

Let the winds blow low
Let the wheat unlearn its gold
bend like backs of men grown old

Let the winds blow low
Let the fences hum their rust
let the foxes lick their lust

Let the winds blow low
Let the sky unstitch its seams
let the dark kiss what it means

Let the winds blow low
Let the dust rise slow and thick
settle soft on old brick

Let the winds blow low
Let the last light sink like lead
into the riverbed

Let the winds blow low
Let them carry what we owe
down where the drowned things go