Words

?

Line 

Analysis

Axes

After whose strike the wood rings,

And the echoes!

Echoes traveling 

Off from the center like horse.

The sap

Wells like tears, like the

Water striving

To re-establish its mirror

Over the rock

That drops and turns,

A white skull,

Eaten by weedy greens.

Years later I 

Encounter them on the road--

Words dry and riderless,

The indefatigable hoof - taps

While

From the bottom of the pool, fixed stars

Govern a life.

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