The Two-Headed Calf

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The Two-Headed Calf

Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
freak of nature they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening: the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass. And
as he stares into the sky, there are
twice as many stars as usual.

-Laura Gilpin

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  1. I love this poem. The visual of the two-headed calf staring at the sky and seeing twice as many stars (because it has two sets of eyes)is both awesome and sad. Such a short life and yet such a blessing to be able to see twice the beauty of the night sky!

    Thanks for posting this, I suddenly remembered it from one of my university classes and just had to go and search for it online.