Landers
a poem
by
Stephen Boydstun
Landers
Say-share these woods, their winds,
their nettles and settles,
their glisten, our listen.
Hand-share this bentwood cane,
its replacing bracing,
its fitting our bidding.
Step-share these boots of we
woods walkers and talkers,
cane handers, world landers.
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