Thursday, 19 July 2007

Echoes from Tomorrow by Sue Turner

Tagged by a developer’s ax,
moving like a celeritous tune,
black cedars slide from hillsides
beneath a graphite tinted sky.
Nothing slows the stride of time
and none can stop the wind.


Sue Turner, ID, USA

1 comment:

Billy said...

A sad, lyrical tale of the inevitablity of what is happening to our land and our lives. Perfect imagery of the cdars as they slide after the ax is laid to them.