22 October 2010

block splitter

this is the block
that i split
black is the mark
where the blade hit

where violence
released beauty
and the grain
whose duty

is to carry
the water
from the bottom
like a porter

to the top
and the leaves
but not now
and it grieves

me a little
that my warm fire
means that this tree
will no longer transpire

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