Midge Goldberg's "Mowing" is a bow to Frost's great "sound of sense" poem of the same title. Whereas Frost uses sounds that echo the swish of the scythe, Goldberg uses sounds that suggest the rumble of the riding mower. 
   

MOWING

You know those chores you always have to do,
like mowing grass: I grumble, go outside—
a lawn this size will take an hour or two
at least—put on my Red Sox hat and ride
around designing circles, lines, a border.
I move from shade to sunshine, deftly steering,
looking purposeful and bringing order
so neat and sure—and sure of disappearing.
With all this sun, I know that what I’m doing
won’t last, won’t keep a week; I ride about 
to find the pleasure in the not pursuing,
to learn beyond the shadow of a doubt
the patterns that I long to bring to pass
get mown and overgrown like summer grass.

Since it received an honorable mention for the 2003 Robert Frost Award, Midge Goldberg's poem "The Fish," has been accepted by Dogwood.    The poem "Mowing" won a 1st place award in the Poetry Society of NH National 
contest in 2003.