Masting Poems - Poems about Masting

...Scratched music of hillbilly washboards From the scraping wings of the Katydids Aloft in the Oaks Reborn each night just beyond dusk After the cicadas finish their warmup act The Katydid retur......

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...Red Oak menstruates in the heat of summer Beech and maples stand back from her labor Moonlight lifts her skirt Wind drifts through her leaves She stomps in circles only the owls divine Piper o......

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...Trees have never talked before no one has ever heard tree thoughts. As plants evolved, so did trees; trillions and trillions appeared, half gone now, down to three trillion. Trees send signals t......

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