with ache
with ache
my fingers feel the felt of bark
it swaddles old woman tree
old woman tree
who guards days
when winter pays the ticket
even the ancient keeper
of turn styles
trembles with his approach
old woman tree
she does not protest
the one kind act
dressed with snow
the old man dresses her wounds
puts her circles in a box
where i find her
with ache-
Bionote
Jeremy Nathan Marks is an American who came to Canada seven years ago
and can’t decide if the cows he sees in his dreams are fat or thin. By
moving away from his native land he somehow has become more connected
with his roots. Poetry and photography are his Muses while the PhD he
came here to do has become more like an overstayed guest. His work has
been published in The Blue Hour, Lake: A journal of arts and
environment, Wilderness House Literary Review, Northern Cardinal Review,
at The Camel Saloon, Vox Poetica and over at Nostrovia! Poetry. You can
follow his work at his blog: http://thesandcounty.wordpress.com/ and on
Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/thesandcounty?ref=hl marksjn@gmail.com.
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