64471: Interruption

<p dir="ltr"> If ever against this easy blue and silver<br> Hazed-over countryside of thoughtfulness,<br> Far behind in the mind and above,<br> Boots from before and below approach trampling,<br> Watch how their premonition will display<br> A forward countryside, low in the distance---<br> A picture-postcard square of June grass;<br> Will warm a summer season, trim the hedges,<br> Cast the river about on either flank,<br> Start the late cuckoo emptily calling,<br> Invent a rambling tale of moles and voles,<br> Furnish a path with stiles.<br> Watch how the field will broaden, the feet nearing,<br> Sprout with great dandelions and buttercups,<br> Widen and heighten. The blue and silver<br> Fogs at the border of this all-grass.<br> Interruption looms gigantified,<br> Lurches against, treads thundering through,<br> Blots the landscape, scatters all,<br> Roars and rumbles like a dark tunnel,<br> Is gone.<br> The picture-postcard grass and trees<br> Swim back to central: it is a large patch,<br> It is a modest, failing patch of green,<br> The postage-stamp of its departure,<br> Clouded with blue and silver, closing in now<br> To a plain countryside of less and less,<br> Unpeopled and unfeatured blue and silver,<br> Before, behind, above.</p>