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Monday, August 31, 2020
being a tree
The mosaic pattern visible in my skin
My smooth soft vulnerable container
Thickening into creases of rough hard bark
If I were a tree grown up and old
Rooted in the place where I began life
Determined to make the best of my circumstances
Developing using local resources only
If I were a tree standing here now
Walking among the big trees in these woods
Under their high canopy of green leaves
The span of history held in their growth rings
Extends beyond any person alive today
Responding to the personified structure of trees
With limbs for arms and a trunk for a torso
Inviting a hug from admirers passing by
If you want to embrace nature
The story of all that they have witnessed
Known only to these giant individuals
Whispers to us in the rustling leaves
If you stop to listen to the forest
Posted by sought after at 12:30 PM
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Thursday, August 27, 2020
Tuesday, August 25, 2020
trapped
As the start of a new school year arrives
You're on your own trying to figure it out
Being forced into impossible choices
Caught in the personal responsibility trap
If only there could be in person instruction
Without everyone present getting exposed
As if the precautions in the plans could work
What is obviously wishful thinking
There is no good answer in any case
Remote instruction misses out on social learning
So important for developing a sense of self
So necessary to build consideration for others
When the day comes to make the difficult decision
Between the problematic safety of isolation at home
And the probable contagion risk of the classroom
Practical concerns will likely hold sway
Who is going be available to help out
When the parents are working as they must
Will any accommodations for the teachers
Actually make them any safer or not
And so it comes down to this
Absent the funding and leadership
To do what it takes to protect the community
People will suffer needlessly
Posted by sought after at 4:18 PM
Monday, August 24, 2020
maintaining the preserve
We who have a personal history with the place
Watching the changes in vegetation over the years
Recognizing the succession of invaders of the land
Know that a natural area must be tended like a garden.
Of course it depends how you define natural
Since John Fell's peat bog harvesting was not
And the subsequent celery farm cultivation was not
Along with the current impacts of us as human invaders.
Here it means an area set aside as a restoration project
A watery island in the sea of development around it
An oasis of sorts for wildlife in need of suitable habitat
If we encourage the conditions for them to thrive.
Every wetlands will fill in and get overgrown over time
As the natural progression happens without our intervention
But so many species of plants now taking root and taking over
Provide little nourishment to the creatures that live here.
They are the newest arrivals in the great global dispersal
Engineered as an unintended consequence of international trade
Too soon yet for the eventual local adaptation to occur
The way the European roadside weeds now seem native.
At present we have to weed them out in a constant battle
The bane of gardeners whose work is never done
The porcelain berry, mustard garlic, phragmites and many more
Calling for a dedicated crew to maintain the preserve
Posted by sought after at 1:11 PM
Friday, August 21, 2020
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