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City harvest

should really not be the title of a poem at all having been the headline of a news story on a college/community project. Or maybe it is a two-word poem complete in itself telling about corn tomatoes butterbeans ingathered from among tin cans concrete chunks bottle shards by citizens of our crumbling city; also telling about continuity honest labor daily devotion. Quite a harvest against a city's long winter!