As Falls Trees

We have not wintered here yet

Still, it is easy to picture the branches
weighed down with snow

Icicles will dangle from low utility wires

It already looks as if the white walnuts suffer
like those on the mountain with a name we cringe to speak

One of our first local destinations was the botanical garden
where you were astounded by the hardy hemlocks

Frost heave will not be the culprit when our limbs break

I continue to ache for the uprooted
pomegranates in Mermaid Park with their puzzle piece bark

You suggested a government experiment
may have explained their presence

One day we will have your three cows
graze on land with a paper birch treeline

 

Mark Danowsky

About Mark Danowsky

Mark Danowsky’s poetry has appeared in Alba, Cordite, Grey Sparrow, Mobius, Shot Glass Journal, Third Wednesday and other journals. Mark is originally from the Philadelphia area, but currently resides in North-Central West Virginia. He works for a private detective agency and is Managing Editor for the Schuylkill Valley Journal.
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