From the series “On Cemeteries”, from Rutgers own Edward Alan Bartholomew. Part One in the series can be found here. Ed also managing The Wayfarer, a site dedicated to the facilitating the collaborative creative process between poets.

What rope is this, tied round a plot of land
To separate the sacred from the plain
And make uncomfortable on which to stand
These grounds, that like all others, suffer rain?

The plots on which I make my daily rounds
Are no less sacred than the breathless fields;
The same grass grows in fair and fertile towns
As in the lands from which we draw no yields.