A daily poem #333 – February 7, 2011

A poem
by Sharon Bryan

Sawdust

Why not lindendust,
hackberry, hemlock,
live oak, maple, why
name the remains
after the blade, not
what it cut—

only now do I see
that the air is full
of small sharp stars
pinwheeling through
every living thing
that gets in their way.

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~ by Chris Hibbard on February 7, 2011.

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