that's just the wild wood
nature poetry
Sunday, February 24, 2019
The Winter Prairie #3 (Right eye seems to have gone well)
"Past that frost-cracked rock step
twist yourself through
skew trunks and old coat-hook branches;
ground once dug and thought of and
never intended for those toadstools. "
from Old Property
by Milton Acorn
NC Press, 1975
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