The Crop Duster
In the distance,
a yellow crop-duster buzzes over the eucalyptus like a bee over rustled grasses.
Mike Stone
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In the distance,
a yellow crop-duster buzzes over the eucalyptus like a bee over rustled grasses.
Mike Stone's poem is a single glimpse: a yellow crop-duster, far off, flying low over a stand of eucalyptus. The speaker doesn't tell us what to feel. Instead, everything rests on one comparison, the plane buzzing "like a bee over rustled grasses."
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