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Gary at Chimney Farm
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This morning the field
is full of trucks,
tractor trailers with
pieces of a house soon
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to stand where last year
there was forest.
This morning the turtle who
spent the week laying eggs
in the sand beside the road
lies crushed on the pavement,
eyes open, still breathing and
just yards down the road,
the squirrel has already died.
These are the first signs.
We leave the earth a cleared place,
spaces where the woods were,
spaces where the turtles were,
what becomes of the world,
with us in it.
I will move the beautiful bodies
into a woods of their own.
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