When spring begins and the ice-locked streams begin To flow down from the snowy hills above And the clods begin to crumble in the breeze, The time has come for my groaning ox to drag My heavy plow across the fields, so that The plow blade shines as the furrow rubs against it. Not till the earth has been twice plowed, so twice Exposed to sun and twice to coolness willIt yield what the farmer prays for; then will the barnBe full to bursting with the gathered grain,And yet if the field's unknown and new to us,Before our plow breaks open the soil at all,It's necessary to study the ways of the windsAnd the changing ways of the skies, and also to knowThe history of the planting in that ground,What crops will prosper there and what will not.In one place grain grows best, in another, vines;Another's good for the cultivation of trees;In still another the grain turns green unbidden.ENJOY MOREA small island encircled by formidable oceans, Sri Lanka is a mystery to many: remote, hard to place; a well-kept secret. The Ceylon Press seeks to make its complicated story more accessible.  The Press publishes a range of podcasts including The History Of Sri Lanka; the off-grid Jungle Diaries podcast; Island Stories, the podcast that explores what makes Sri Lanka, Sri Lankan; Archaeologies, the blank verse diaries of an occasional hermit; as well as Poetry from The Jungles’ two podcasts, 101 Poets; and 100 Poet, 100 Poems.  All these, along with eBooks, dictionaries, guides and companions can be found at www.theceylonpress.com, based at The Flame Tree Estate & Hotel in the jungle west of Kandy .POETRY FROM THE JUNGLE GRATEFULLY ACKNOWLEDGES THE COPYRIGHT CREDIT: Copyright Credit: Robert Fitzgerald, “Passages from Virgil’s First Georgic” from Spring Shade: Poems 1931-1970. Copyright © 1969 by Robert Fitzgerald. 

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