March 2009
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Poet: David Zarnitzky
City Tree
A city tree like a peasant indentured with shackled feet has no fair vision of lofty heights climbing or great girth gaining to be hole-cut-through and driven on a picture postcard placed. To the heavens from its common root Never shall it rise. Yet, still what pedestrian way for itself is made will overshade in a great city several hundred worlds undreamt by even...