Seven Pines Poem by Saiom Shriver

Seven Pines



That day she
razed a row of seven
45 foot high pine trees...
the flightless baby birds
fell to the pavement
.. and several now empty
birds' nests
rolled.

She chainsawed the trunks
and sent the caterpillars
along with the wood into
the chipper.

She thought herself
the equal of any man

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Avik Gupta 03 June 2013

Very nice indeed....

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