Heavenfield

Only wood
A living thing cut down
Hacked and humiliated
“It’s only wood.”

Only wood
The grain giving way
To harsh iron
“Hammer harder: it’s only wood.”

Only wood
Rent from the kind earth
Now sharply driven back in
“Earth give up your struggle.”

Only wood
But now transformed
Crucified tree, now a signpost
“Burn letters into its fingers.”

Only wood
“No, not ‘only’ wood:
“A pointer to place
“Heavenfield calls signs us home.”

Written for Cuthbert NC Easter 2019

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