When you picture a farmer

For today,  A simple question or two: When you picture a farmer  Like my baTaata A lanky, hair-turning-frosty-aged man named Stern  In rural Zambia With a sunsweat-streaked brow Making bales of feed By stomping cowpeas  Into a pit he dug, When you picture such a farmer How do you imagine  The tune he is humming? … Continue reading When you picture a farmer