Stone Piles of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-Wood
SnOw-FAll
O—GhOstly StOne Piles
Of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-Wood
Hemmed in now by impenetrable Cedar-Brake
darkly
THose hardiest of pioneer species
Reclaiming for NATURE the abandoned farm-
Land that had once ringed these Stone Piles round
Densest of Northern White Cedar now
Restoring Forest w/ a vengence
O—GhOstly StOne Piles
Of THe HOdenOshonee Cedar-Wood
By the Deep Mid-Winter
Not sO much mounded-up StOne
As a coverless enclOsure filling up
With SnOw
Where primordial Forest had fallen
Now Forest riseth again
Except where Stone’s piled Stone on Stone—
Stone on Stone--Where the former
Forest Ground lies buried deep
And only the Moss groweth Green
O—GhOstly
Mossen Testaments
To a Forest Sacrifice—
Monuments to A Long-Forgotten Time—
A TIme when timber of ancient split-rail fence
Stood TAll and Green in THe Cedar-TRee--
HAUnt of THe GhOstly SnOWshoe
Fore-FAthers
O—GhOstly—
And even more sO now
In the reverential hush
Of A February SnOw-Fall
ALL THese GHOSTLY Silences
Quieting—
Quieting—
Quieting
THe
Restless
Mind
HOdenOshonee
Cedar-Wood
Mid-Winter
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