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Dead Cow Farm

An ancient saga tells us

In the beginning the First Cow  (For nothing living yet had birth  But Elemental Cow on earth)  Began to lick cold stones and mud:

Under her warm tongue flesh and blood  Blossomed, a miracle to believe:  And so was Adam born, and Eve.  Here now is chaos once again,  Primeval mud, cold stones and rain.

Here flesh decays and blood drips red,  And the Cow’s dead, the old Cow’s dead.

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Robert Graves

Robert von Ranke Graves (24 July 1895 – 7 December 1985) was a British poet, historical novelist, critic, and classicist. His father was Alfred …

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