I
live in a land
beyond
the bells.
No
church bells
tolling
the toiling
of
men and women,
beast
and God.
No
school bells
called
to life
by
girls and boys
in
sweaty jeans,
pulling
on a gnarly
rope.
It is only
now,
as I listen
to
the gathering
silence,
that I miss
the
bells.
John
Robert McFarland
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