If a Tree Falls
Anthropocentric (adjective)–regarding humans as the most important entity in the universe.
Trunk hollowed, covered in fungi and moss lies along the forest floor, home to mice and wayward raccoons. By all appearances, an oak. I want to say, it hugs the ground, but that’s not what’s going on. Nor is it true that the oak’s letting go of its stately position made not so much as a whisper in the woods if no human was there to hear. Burled skin, raspy leaves, music flowing from root to crown. When it came down, air vibrated in concentric waves, like those on water when a fish takes notion to fly, then falls. Young dogwoods may have bowed to the sound and crows cawed dread warnings, like today’s dark heralds above, unheeded by me, someone who tends to make the world revolve around myself.
One Comment
Maureen Ryan Griffin
What a beautiful, thought-provoking poem. Such a clever twist on this old adage. Thank you, Dede, for helping us to see a human perspective on the natural world that can be hidden from us.