A tribute to the unsung heroes of county fairs, who take off work to set up, organize, manage, and clean fairs so they are successful. I was inspired by the many volunteers of the Vanderburgh County Fair.
Inspired by Walt Whitman’s “I Hear America Singing.”
I hear the fairgrounds singing.
The varied songs I hear.
Those of farmers, each singing, as it should be, blithe and strong;
The 4H member singing, measuring project and beams,
The volunteer singing, making ready for work or taking off work,
The cook singing what belongs in the kitchen, the grillers singing as they stand;
The building watchers singing as they sit on their bench, The tractor driver passing by the stands;
The carney’s song – the sheriffs on their way in the morning, or at noon intermission, or at sundown;
The delicious singing of the children – or of the animals in the barns – or of the livestock during cleaning and washing -
Each sings what belongs to him or her and no one else.The day what belongs to the day. At night, the party of young teens, robust, friendly, singing, with open mouths, their strong melodious songs.I hear the fairgrounds singing. The varied songs I hear.