FIREWOOD
Once it was a shade tree, pale green in the spring with the
sun slipping through. Darker green in
the summer, a canopy providing a respite from the heat of the sun. In the autumn, a burst of gold, glowing even
in rain and fog. In winter, a sculpture
of shapes reaching for the sky and moving shadows on the snow. Now, just a dead maple tree, wrapped with red
poison ivy vines for a final display.
the sun
just over the horizon
tree cutters at work
Contemporary Haibun print journal spring 2004