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Exploring the world, one voice at a time.
Old Apple Tree
Old apple tree
low and round,
trunk so squat
you guess the rest
is standing underground.
Sunken barn
beside the road,
waving boards
cut short by fire, or
lowered by the years.
Apples tart and dry,
building falling down,
along the graveyard road
just above the town.
© 1997, 2013, 2018 by Ron Singer
Previously published in Island Ad-Vantages, Deer Isle, Maine, 1997. Re-printed in Puckerbrush Review (1998) Look to Mountains, Look to Sea (River Otter Press, 2013) and Grey Sparrow Journal (2013).
NewYork City lifer and world traveler, Ron Singer (b.1941) taught from 1964-2008. His published works span multiple genres: poetry, memoir, satire, short stories, non-fiction, and two thriller/travelogues.
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Amazing style . . .I read it over and over. Thank you!
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