Stumbled upon during a recent outing in the snow: a stack of lovely logs, with annular rings emanating, just prior to being placed in the fire. What warms our hearts the most? A winter fire? Or the thought of ancient trees, their majesty and grace purveying over centuries? Words and images, with a little help from Robert Frost, at blog.amynelsonhahn.info Keep clicking those ads, folkses!
Woods -- remembering
The rage of the grain
could not dissemble,
and stretched itself
in an open grin
of warning to those who
dwelt within and passed
their days in vain --
like hands upon a massive
inward dial,
the circles were evoked
and heaped up, stroke
upon blasted stroke
until none cried out,
none wept in the wind
and all could simply
remember.
Copyright (c) 2012 Amy Nelson Hahn
view with images P3010048, P3010046, P3010047, P3010050, and P3010045 from photos.amynelsonhahn.info or visit blog.amynelsonhahn.info
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