“The sheep are in a terrible mood today as Bailey attempts to usher them from one field to another. They have resisted prodding, swearing, and pushing, insisting that the grass in their current field is much nicer than the grass just on the other side of the gate in the low stone wall, no matter how much Bailey tries to persuade them otherwise.”
“I'm a Black Sheep hopelessly lost in a field of delicious Blue Grass.”
“By the time he reaches the farm, he is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he is supposed to be than the Bailey he had been the day before. He may not be certain what any of it means, but for now he does not think that it much matters.”
“And I do not want anymore to be useful, to be docile, to lead / children out of the fields into the text / of civility, to teach them that they are (they are not) better than the grass.”
“How many colors are there in a field of grass to the crawling baby unaware of "green"?”
“...He is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he is supposed to be than the Bailey he had been before”