Poet's Pick April 30
Virgil: from the "First Georgic"
Selected by Poetry Daily's Editors
National Poetry Month 2012

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The Editors' Poetry Month Pick, April 30, 2012

from the "First Georgic"
by Virgil (70–19 BC)
Translated from the Latin by David Ferry

When spring begins and the ice-locked streams begin
To flow down from the snowy hills above
And the clods begin to crumble in the breeze,
The time has come for my groaning ox to drag
My heavy plow across the fields, so that
The plow blade shines as the furrow rubs against it.
Not till the earth has been twice plowed, so twice
Exposed to sun and twice to coolness will
It yield what the farmer prays for; then will the barn
Be full to bursting with the gathered grain.

Copyright © 2005 by David Ferry.
From The Georgics of Virgil
A translation by David Ferry
Farrar, Straus & Giroux
Reprinted with permission.

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