no matter
the number of branches and boughs
stacked on the stickpile fence
it neither rises nor sinks—
a palisade of broken trees
cut short by hail and wind
the weight of snow
the clutch of disease
and boring bugs
the eastwest fence has retained
its height, its length and breadth
throughout the years—
a certainty through times uncertain
this permanence of latitude in an age
outside our own
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This poem was previously published in the book Paradise Loft (CAPS Press/Lightwoodpress.)
Laurence Carr is the publisher of Lightwoodpress.com. His writings have been published for over 50 years and his plays have been produced throughout the U.S. and Europe. HIs newest poems can be read in Clerestory and Deep Wild Journal and current books include Paradise Loft (CAPS Press/Lightwoodpress) and Traverse, a book of words and artworks by Power Boothe (Lightwoodpress).
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