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Frustrated, I Chop Wood - Dec. 26, 2022

  • Gary Hunter
  • Dec 26, 2022
  • 1 min read

maybe accountants do that

if one penny off from

balancing the books


or a physicist

when he can’t answer

the key quantum question


or the organic farmer

who forgot to cover the tomatoes

on a frosty night


writing one poem is actually

the product of many failures


luckily this universe

runs hot and cold

equally yin and yang

energy neither created

nor destroyed


So yes

I’ll be looking forward

to a warm fire tonight


And yes

this poem began in

a tiny splinter of wood

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