By Sara Stegen
Waiting for the axe, the tree,
the truth, the trunk,
the infection of deceit,
the infestation of the weeds of worry.
When we fall, we fall.
Sara Stegen is a Dutch poet and non-fiction author who writes about land, family, nature, and neurodivergence. Home is a boulder-clay ridge in the northern Netherlands where her bike shed contains 8 bicycles and where she is working on a memoir about apples and autism and her first poetry collection.
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Dear Sara, I really enjoyed your October poem here at the Academy. Only a few lines long but speaks volumes about the human condition today – weeds of deceit choking civil behavior and making the trees of our decency fall. Thank you for your cogent and concise verse.
Jubu Djanx
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