Dan Chiasson

(1971 / Vermont / United States)

Tree - Poem by Dan Chiasson

All day I waited to be blown;
then someone cut me down.
I have, instead of thoughts,
uses; uses instead of feelings.
One day I'll feel the wind again.
A moment later I'll be gone.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 3, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 3, 2014

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