Prompt–Thursday, September 1
I recently acquired my own copy of “Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954” by Jack Kerouac, edited by Douglas Brinkley. The prompt is based on the following sentence: “But a farm is my idea of working for a living, above all things” (62).
Go.
Above All Things
Life is work. So is farming. Each person needs to eat, and what better way to ensure I have enough but to grow it myself? It requires sweat, muscles, and early hours. In the end, though, my stomach is full.
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Suzanna and Writing 
There is something is corn and chalked earth, in the crisp whispers of husks, that has the potential to make a man. There is a communion, for he is a chalice of sweat and blood on the lips of the earth.
Oops. *in* corn
Thanks so much for participating, Zach! I love the imagery of corn and earth. The last sentence grabbed me with “…he is a chalice of sweat and blood on the lips of the earth.”