Stanchion! by Anne-Marie Burrus

 for John
 and but for the sky there are no fences facing
                                                         Bob Dylan
 more than a fence to slow the blowing snow
 stanchionesque stockades put on a show
 of guarding the shifting sands of status quo                      
 impaling the hearts of the fenced
 with ignorance made manifest
 but for trees there’d be no fences facing
 the tree alive teaches you to love the sky                
 it feeds its own leaves freedom to depart
 laden with fruit its bending branch             
 bows down, earth-grateful, full of grace
 but for lifeless fences facing in your mind
 you are free to stand (buttress or blockade?)        
 free to bend and resonate, be lute, sitar,
 marimba, flute - your song the limitless
 sky - the freedom, unconstrained, to fly                                               
 Oct 2020 

One Comment Add yours

  1. kimaubrey says:

    Thanks for this beautiful poem and stunning artwork, Anne Marie!


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