Turning the Soil Sunday, May 10, 2015Sunday, May 10, 2015Ken The pitchfork goes deep to the hilt and upturns soil, first weeds and worms. Working in compost and turning it again, clods to be dissolved by tomorrow’s rain. Seed and seedling, hopeful for the season. Share this poem:TwitterFacebookTumblrRedditEmailLinkedInWhatsAppPinterestLike Loading... Related