Song of the widow maker

the wind chanted

to the widow-maker

down down down

from high in the old oak

I heard the song they sang together

wind and limb and tree

and earth

finally earth, earthbound and severed

its life of danger

now splintered broken on the ground

its coda, bright flame

cold ash

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