Photo of a fern tree

The Staghorn Fern: A poem

It swings from aching wood above the yard, afloat, unbothered by an earthly weight; a strain of creaks and moans leaves silence scarred, as unreality unfurls and baits.   It seems to prosecute through nature’s reign, green scales atop its olden, rotting skin; the ropes are burrowed under, ever strained,
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