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6 Views of Moss  Dendroalsia Abietinum 


Brenda Hillman



                                              Sky  thickened windy probes near a zigzag tree.  Tree

                                                    braying to push itself along.    Along  invisibilities

                                     mosses curling  appearances.             Appearances bringing

                                                         collapsed green, & the mosses            live among

       acres of the self of earth, in a chain    of     thrilling glances as green talks to

                                                                                                                                    the sky.



                                                                               Nature is.     Is nature?     & you played

                                                                               with the children among the mosses, their                                                                                     magic drawn vertically from the book.  As if                                                                                 in the drought, a life      putting on

the third glove      of a blind harpist.


In drought.  Drought in. Nothing to be done.  Is nothing?  Dentroalsia curls   in matter & energy,  energy & matter,  in lignan, in the sloth.  Bows in the ssss   the,

the sloth, the true structure.      Drought rounds them. Is

there nothing you cannot do.  Singing is common near curled mosses the

companions of trees. The singing is also material.



By the body of the tree decoded, industrial. By the body of everything sacred. Moss bows over the drying oak.  The profit burns the body of the oak,  $33,070,000 a

year for M.K. Wirth at Chevron, $23,500,000 for Darren Woods at Exxon, $20,691,139 for Joseph Gorder Valero burning the climate feet of the oak nearby.

i know this is polemical but there’s not much time.

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Life & non-life end their attachments. Dynamic restraint among the beings.                 They could not stop or restrict the figurative.      Curls &    pulls   & when you spoke

to them after the first moisture the dead

ones could crouch & rise at the same time though mostly  choose life  

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