POETRY

trees

reflection, transition, negligence

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i. reflection

God fashioned tree…
tree shepherds air
inspires a fife
and shelters life

it’s counted, tree
by Grandest Hands
its inner work
not built to shirk

we bind with tree
we mark it ours
we sense its cross
its stoic thoughts

we rot with tree
we slight its bark
tree harvests mud
tree lines the blood

that hangs from tree
that burns from tree
we turn from tree
return to tree

we stare at tree
& tree stares back
— tree is still tree — —
but what are we?

ii. transition

two septembers purfle the paths
(as too, decembers, marches, and junes)
and end a term…begin a term…
passaging pigments: golden-strewn,