Forest Above, Forest Below, paper collage, 2020
we’re all barefoot in time wandering as if old things really do come back from this, everything follows: the moon becomes ecstatic the sky changes its name (laughing, knowing) will these names and faces ever come again? where fingers brush the metal best of man and seed
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8 responses to “Forest Above, Forest Below”
This is excellent. I love the first stanza, it really hits home. And I really, really like the title.
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Thank you vey much.
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Exquisite.💖 The first line made me think of many things, including, how connected we are to the earth, or at least should be, and how vulnerable we are, or should be. Deeply moving poem. 😊
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Thank you so much! Both great interpretations of the first stanza, too. I’m happy you enjoyed the poem.
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Everything thatas happened, all, flooded, back, in that, precise moment, in time…
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For sure, that’s often the way it happens.
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❤️
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Thanks 💙
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