04-25-2009 carefully, we go

Miners prayer… a song for Jim


The Treehouse

To every man
His treehouse,
A green splice in the humping years,
Spartan with narrow cot
And prickly door.

To every man
His twilight flash
Of luminous recall
of tiptoe years
in leaf-stung flight;
of days of squirm and bite
that waved antennas through the grass;
of nights
when every moving thing
was girlshaped,
expectantly turning.

To every man
His house below
And his house above—
With perilous stairs

~James A. Emanuel


~ by myVelleity on April 25, 2009.

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