Our Trees are Coming Down

A poem for today They’re cutting down our ash today:pitted against each living tree, high-rise man in the canopy. They’re cutting down our ash today:safety harness, chainsaw power, high-vis vest wrests living tower. for tits and wagtails a generous host,Sparrowhawks use for hunting post;for blackbird and song-thrush a larder dark,woodpecker and nuthatch scavenge the bark;…

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