Friday, July 12, 2019

A Field of Ferns – v3

Above the bluff, the scar,
clear-cut of the power lines,
a forest of pine opens
where the deer come to graze
a broad flat plain.

Surrounded by conifers,
a field of ferns, rising on sturdy
erect stalks, broad leaves
to drink the shafts of light
falling briefly, through the canopy.

The tall mast pines, straight and true
red-brown needles, a carpet between
the ferns, the regal trees, an evenness
of surface, short pile rug, northward,
to Canada, as far as the eye can see.

Green ferns, red-brown needles,
green-brown trunks,
bright green needles
above, reaching to blue sky
the arc of the dome.

edited July 12, 2019
A Field of Ferns – v3

merging edits to original and version 2

June 21, 2014
A Field of Ferns – v2
August 31, 2006 9:30am
A Field of Ferns

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