with a little clearing to sit in
on a stump larger than any tree
growing then in what was left
of the unimaginable first forest
which co-exists with the I
I was then it was circular
and followed already established
deer or rabbit tracks except
when it wandered off to take
advantage of colonies of wake
robins trilliums clumps of
hepatica and jacks in their pulpits
still preaching in my graveyard brain
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