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The human spirit needs places where
nature has not been rearranged
by the hand of man
A metal rail now mocks the space
where a massive trunk once rose two hundred feet,
and a long stairway, and a sign,and a doorway
make up ‘The Stump Hotel.’
As a roadside attraction this once magnificent tree
is more suggestive of an amputee
could never recapture the living limb or,
a whisper of the spark within.
of the many who came and stood,
here on this altered stump.
Did anyone look up to see its phantom trunk
rising to the moon?
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2014
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