Follow Us Into The Woods
Coming Soon… Showcase of Anna Dyson’s Wanderings into the woods, words by Elinor Rowlands
This tree
is twisted
twist and shout!
churn and doubt
slick and slipping
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Oh…. look at the tree frozen in the snow
Tree stretching
yoga posing
breathing
sharp inhale
breath
wet
tete a tete
Leaves green
falling over, rolling, bawling, holding, bawling.
Tidy.
I am a woman. The tree whispers, a gymnast in a leotard.
A leopard?
A leopard
Tree bright, wide eyed, stretching towards the sky
bright
brighter
brightest.
Held tight. (I won’t let you fall)
In my arms, held tight.
Stretch.
Stretch. Stretch.
Or wait until the sky stretches out for you.