The oldest tree transformed into a man.
It took about five minutes.
I expected it to be quicker.
He wore a bird nest upon his head.
His skin was callused—bark-like—
and displayed emptiness
at a few knot holes.
I resisted the urge
to poke a finger into those
out of the fear
bees might attack.
When his mouth moved
in attempting to speak
I felt a tingling in my feet
that somehow made sense,
seeing the ground’s fungus
and broad mushrooms vibrate.

The man directed me
to initiate the chore of a lifetime:
to pick up all of the litter
humans have dropped
upon his forest floor
down to the last plastic micro-particle
that has fallen from the sky
and hides within the snow.

copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney

4 thoughts on “Ubiquitous

  1. Ah. In Norse mythology giants are both male and female. In Tolkien’s Middle Earth the Ents (the tree shepherds) have both male and female. Maybe you know a mythology where giants are not divided into male and female.


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