Song of the Harvest Queen

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Abstract

ion></figure><p id="f4b4">The horizon is mine, the Earth itself beats and my shadow feels satisfied My soul slips to the abyss where my life swears all its corners are victorious by nature. The horizon is mine, the blazing red of the setting sun matters so little to me I am monarch of the yielding crops sovereign of grain and her pr

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omises. Rivers run in my name Fields let me rule them Twenty thousand birds sing as I go to visit the orbital dwelling of men I’m exempt from wound except, of course, when it rains… Like an executioner who regrets what’s about to happen she falls over me and prays to our Mother Eve just before cutting off my head.</p></article></body>

A Poem

The horizon is mine, the Earth itself beats and my shadow feels satisfied My soul slips to the abyss where my life swears all its corners are victorious by nature. The horizon is mine, the blazing red of the setting sun matters so little to me I am monarch of the yielding crops sovereign of grain and her promises. Rivers run in my name Fields let me rule them Twenty thousand birds sing as I go to visit the orbital dwelling of men I’m exempt from wound except, of course, when it rains… Like an executioner who regrets what’s about to happen she falls over me and prays to our Mother Eve just before cutting off my head.