My friend Dave Snodgrass has graciously consented to have me publish his poem about the Golden Plowman.
Dave was a huge presence in the Cleveland performance poetry scene when I first became involved with it back in the very late '90s. For his own reasons, he has removed himself from it, much to the community's impoverishment.
I don't think Dave ever made much effort to publish his poems, seeing them as more oral/aural and performance events. But he is/was a wonderful writer.
Hope you enjoy this.