Terry Donovan - Uproot the Trees

Uproot the Trees


Uproot the trees
whose branches offend
the long, strong dapple-fangled neck of Thisbe,
whose apples tempt the snake-charmed arm of man.
Strip the bark from babbling birch
before the woads of time can synthesize.
And lest the plough shall yield
the tantrums of oblivion.
On distant hills of wisdom's home
Beneath the vagrancy of salt,
Issue mandrills to the pitless dome
where angry stamens stamp their pitch.
The oak, the ash, the lupine larch
In spirit of the bygone straws
may unfold the scrolls
but should the struggle gain?
For even Dvornik
in his double egg-cup days
knew the folly of duplicit gripes -
Twice, though once enticed by kelp.
And see the weeping willow how she pinks
when clustered in the void of prancing irks,
And ask not whom the creeping shadows jolt.
The coconut, twice shy, en masse
will triumph o'er the spiteful morn
and though the roots may wither,
The fruits shall multiply apace.

Uproot the trees

But never interject past hindrances.

Terry Donovan

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