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Poem for the Wheat Penny (1909-1958)

Judith Hall
O beautiful
The amber the clamor the waves of grain
          The need for animal feed
     And liquor yes the need for heaven

I heard a voice in the midst of beasts say
A measure of wheat for a penny

O spacious
Voice that loafs and voids a day
          A voice numismerized
     Is it love my one

Nation leaning her cheek upon the grain

O love
The penny cried which wheat which voice
          Which night the penny moon
     Shall subsidize the need for heaven

I heard a voice need yes a prop abundance
The measured fat of the wheat the penny-wise

Oh say
Say the penny candy prayer
          The dawn a gleaming pile
     Of trampled swords and friends

The coined and counted nice the penny life

From The Promised Folly by Judith Hall. Copyright © 2003 by Judith Hall. Reprinted by permission of TriQuarterly Books/Northwestern University Press. All rights reserved.

Judith Hall

by this poet

for the flutes

Trust the flutes in their lament between a woman and a man
Whatever they say sounds like laughing 
Reveling in heavenly dilemmas
In harmony in mint in phallic moonlight a cunt sun
Whatever the others say wandering away never believe it

For once you fall to your knees your brain in his