December 9, 2016
in Poetry, Reflections
The Felling of Trees
'One day its gone.' This is a chilling line and my plea is that we, in this green city, don't create any more mornings when this heartbreaking line comes true.
'One day its gone.' This is a chilling line and my plea is that we, in this green city, don't create any more mornings when this heartbreaking line comes true.
'The small man builds cages for everyone he knows.' Hafiz
‘you know there is great power in your falling’.
'Such wanton speeches made sly solemnly by those sitting smug in the safest seats, feed the juggernaut of greed, taxing fierce sacrifices from the frail.'
'The 9th November was the 63rd anniversary of the death, in New York, of the Poet Dylan Thomas.'
'most of all in being open to real human contact'
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