First of four movements. Sense the lives of laborers during the copper age, their labors, their resting, their celebrations.
We dig the furrows, that we plant, that we plant.
Cut the stalks for flailing, winnowing,
Wheat to grind for our bread. Dig!
We haul the pillars, that we raise, that we raise.
Mix mud and straw into forms, sun to dry,
Brick to stack for our home. Haul!
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