Feb 2020
Snow falls. It is cold. The poet writes
of a century ago, a life so long he
remembers how he had walked through
and played in forests, but cannot recall
his friends's names, though he remembers
exactly the kind of tree they climbed
and where it was and the color of its
bark. The tree was oak, outside Warsaw,
and its bark was dark brown. Almost a
century he had lived. The bark was
dark brown.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
of a century ago, a life so long he
remembers how he had walked through
and played in forests, but cannot recall
his friends's names, though he remembers
exactly the kind of tree they climbed
and where it was and the color of its
bark. The tree was oak, outside Warsaw,
and its bark was dark brown. Almost a
century he had lived. The bark was
dark brown.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet and human-rights advocate his entire adult life. He recently finished his novel, A CHILD FOR AMARANTH.
