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there is a dead tree

there is a dead tree

behind our house

it is branchless

and pockmarked

with the beak work

of birds

this morning

a woodpecker

took

to the tree

searching

for food

its percussion

sent pieces

of soft bark

drifting down

upon the new snow

be sure

to find the time

to crease the sunlight

to ripple the blue sky

be sure

to find the time

to burst apart

to come undone

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michaelseanmaloney

60 / M / Japan

Published: Jan 19
LinesWords: 2570

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