The Scarecrow’s Response

**Contest Winner**

by Cyan Orr [easy-media med=”8417″ mark=”gallery-kYUdjJ”]

after Wallace Stevens

Ears stuffed
against a wailing wind
the scarecrow (without his brain)

sets crayon eyes on the tufted tips
of Kansas wheat, bowing,
beneath an unmarred yellow-gray sky

to the undifferentiated horizon
and being mindless sees
plains, and nothing

more. He hangs on, still,
mindfully empty, until

he finds himself
whisking away
wistfulness to fashion,

to fire, ex nihilo,
straw dreams of wizards
and wit.

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