Today,
the trees play timid,
burying their age
under thick skin,
grazing the soft
of their leaves
with one another.
But
such gentle nature
breaks to man,
who plays it rough,
grasping, two handed,
choking them
to their stumps.
Monday, June 14, 2010
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Just got done with a long day of moving (which I'll have to do again in a month): this is all I had left in me.
Man vs. Nature. It's a theme you tackle well here. For some reason, I think about the 2nd Lord of the Rings film when the trees battle the orcs (and I'm not a Rings fan).
On a related note, I got an iPad today through my school district and I keep telling my colleagues that they are the future of education and that paper would be obsolete in 100 years. They tend not to agree with me, but after reading this poem I feel a little better about my prediction (that I won't live to see).
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