Three poems on separation.

1) Separate our mind
from the mountains and the fields.
Set down plow and bow.

2) Fields left untended
stagnate and sit wildly dark.
Soft heather still grows.

3) Forgotten red-oak,
your fallen leaves of poverty
are silently sown.

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