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Twentieth Century Plantation

Hot slash, and brown dust
September 2nd,Bingham, Maine
Sappi clear cut and stumpage
Cut, tossed and left to die

I walk through a graveyard of gray, unseeing eyes
Where vascular bundles once fed great limbs
New shoots of aster, raspberry, osier dogwood,
And alder
Angle, catch, and break through the twisted carnage

I step around them, cheering them on.