Friday, August 15, 2008

bonus post, tribute #6 (1.5-length) - Oak

in my dawn midnight daily for 19 years.
mind's eye: under it, tying boards into rafts
to cross the spring pond. my old cousin
climbed oak as a boy, maybe pirates
hid drug deals in its hole. there when
my dad was small...

uncle decided it could fall, chainsawed
for fuel. aunt wanted keepsake planters
from its hollow... to ashes

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