Today's poem is by Ewen Glass
She Moved a Forest for Him
Plucked the trees out
one by one,
root by root,
sapling and grand dame alike;
she hauled them over streams
creating millipede seams
in the unearthing,
and planted them deep
where he grew
by shadow and reach,
one by one,
root by root.
Deranged eco-systems,
she fixed what she could.
After more than a year of work
beguiled by exhaustion,
she presents this new forest
to him; to a shrug.
It's a bit one-note, isn't it?
She thinks of millipede trails,
thousands of little legs
getting out of there
but only nods.
She could dig a valley for him.
Copyright © 2025 Ewen Glass All rights reserved
from Gone Lawn
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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