A vine upon the tree,
yet more than that
not innocent, neutral
more sinister than this
something alien, invasive
Is this what a strand of cancer
looks like in the body
the vine with endless tendrils
piercing the trees body
each rootlet, each centimeter
unable to be removed
without tearing the tree’s flesh
September 28, 2011
Rolling Ridge Day Apart Retreat
www.rollingridge.org
“Poetry, Nature, and the Language of the Land”
http://www.rollingridge.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/WEB-Poetry-Nature-and-Language.pdf
led by Ray McGinnis
http://www.writetotheheart.com/
Write to the Heart workshops
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