Treasure Island

Saiom Shriver

(Ohio)

Why Boniface Was Canonized


Boniface cut down
Jupiter's oak
The millenial tree's
back he broke
Down crashed
its leafly cloak.
Smashed and silenced
tree frogs' croaks

Many have cut down
forest shrines,
trees of pine
and forest birch
for wooden church.

Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Footnote: The book The Secret Life Of Plants is
one of many documenting the many hundreds
of studies establishing plant sentience, tree
feelings, etc. Boniface was canonized after
being killed by German nonChristians whose
sacred tree he killed. King Solomon also
killed millenial cedars of Lebanon.
Pope Francis: March 19,2013:
We must protect all creation.

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