"The Stick Fence in the Photo of a Rural Field in Poland is
Like Telephone Poles and Wires in Chicago Suburbs:" first appeared in The Dunes Review (Winter, 2012)
Was it once a hobbled fence
cutting
across a field,
once a natural, unbound field
not
even a harvest yet,
or a road, a simple brick road,
a dirt
road, pulling the land apart,
ripping the big piece of land in two,
in three,
in four, once a foot path,
a labor, a way, the tool,
a method,
approach, a word,
once the invention of further division by invention
that a
person would look upon
and
see where the human
commandeered the landscape, how
someone
took a field and made it a field,
how another set the path apart from
anywhere,
how a tree was made to be contained,
made to be a part
only connected by separation?
