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Ryan O'Leary
Poems
May 2020
Felled
Imagine being a tree
in tumultuous wind
or sudden gusts not
knowing which way
to lean and not being
in a forest, can't hide!
Yes, we feel for felled
arboreal's but nature
has its prerogatives.
When its Stihlβ’ it is
different, premeditated
authorised barbarism
condemning nature and
its inhabitants, especially
during the nesting season.
Written by
Ryan O'Leary
Mallow.
(Mallow.)
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