An entire whole wheat slices Rows of terraced rice paddies in China on their own in the leaves of poplar The first northbound wire pole Telephone pole east of the Wheat Ridge Fifth Go inside the nineteenth-step Brother squat, no wind I squatted down, no wind China's wheat quiet, only the north of Poplar Resounding down through the leaves I do not know when her brother's old sound Brother said much to take I said, significantly, to take 2007-11-10