*artwork- “a girl and a tree” by petra kaindel via saatchiart.com
my scrawny birch has had to shed her roots
in the unlit marshes of the blue-eyed country
she’s been re-purposed and now ages
on the bed rock
under oriental sun
disoriented and dazed
knowing no direction
(traditions, heirlooms, family tales)
de-forestation of my mental grove
is inescapably on
still, i don’t know
how to create future
on my way up 