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Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre—
Without Design
Or Order, or Apparent Action—
Maintain—
The Sun—upon a Morning meets them—
The Wind—
No nearer Neighbor—have they—
But God—
The Acre gives them—Place—
They—Him—Attention of Passer by—
Of Shadow, or of Squirrel, haply—
Or Boy—
What Deed is Theirs unto the General Nature—
What Plan
They severally—retard—or further—
Unknown—
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Comments2This was a deep and thought-provoking piece. It kinda forces you to ponder about the trees, their existence, their role and all. Loved the simplicity of it, though the layers of meanins isn't lost on me. The idea of retardin or progressin being unknown was a clever touch. My typa poetry, immersive and serene.
As a student, kinda connect with Emily Dickinson's poetrty. "What Deed is Theirs unto the General Nature—" that part got me thinking. Gives perspective on how we see nature, dunno about deeper meaning though..