Found Poetry 1,056

6/12/22

woodchopper men
they chop chop chop
marking marks
cuts and dust

if they didn't have tools
I believe they would still do it
descend into the forest as acorns do
or a child on a cedar-scented trail

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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