Chop Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Chop



They've
Asked me
To chop off
The tree as
It's very near
To my house.

To protect
My house
I chop off
The tree
But what
Happens
To those
Birds
Nesting
Out there,
Raising their
Young ones,
What happens
To their house?

Wednesday, January 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: house
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aparna Chatterjee 31 January 2020

Dear Dr. Swain, Thank you for your review.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 29 January 2020

What happens to their house? Pertinent inquisition! Beautifully composed!

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