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Category: epigrams and conundrums

The sun is different here—

small olive tree suffused with sunlight next to a wall

distant, keeps odd hours. A foreigner, regarded with a mixture of bemused tolerance and mistrust.

By Dave Bontain artifacts, built environment, epigrams and conundrumsMay 18, 201815 WordsLeave a comment

The tree caught in a tree cannot be untreed except by rot.

A bent and twisted young maple tree, already beginning to gape open with rot.

This is a proverb from some far-away land where the Peter principle does not apply, and only the least competent are entrusted with the most important jobs.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forestJanuary 5, 201827 WordsLeave a comment

Say what you will about the lizard brain;

green foam on top of boiling liquid with eye-like bubbles

it would be useful to have an unblinking third eye to keep track of the sun.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, indoors, waterDecember 30, 201716 WordsLeave a comment

At the encampment of the damned,

Snow on a moved field forms tent-shaped mounds around each stubble tip.

there’s so much less fornication than at the encampment of the saved.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, meadowDecember 26, 201712 WordsLeave a comment

Mountains so long and low

Close-up of the grain in an old log with trees and sky behind it.

we forget after a while that they aren’t the horizon, that their trees don’t go on forever, that the sky is wider than we can know.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forest, skyDecember 19, 201726 WordsLeave a comment

I dreamed the angel of death was a bland functionary

Fallen chestnut oak leaves freckled with dark mold spots.

who kept giving me forms to fill out.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forest, macroNovember 26, 20178 WordsLeave a comment

In a dream, I extricate myself from your embrace

Two saplings in a forest growing side by side that have improbably twisted around each other as they've grown.

to rescue children drowning in a river. One of them has already grown fins and a tail.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forestNovember 24, 201717 WordsLeave a comment

I dream I’m possessed by a demon who gives me seizures.

half-uprooted tree beside a forest pool

No pain, no gain, he makes me hiss through a throat stretched thin as a telephone line.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forest, waterNovember 16, 201717 WordsLeave a comment

As the green drains from the leaves,

close-up of two oak leaves with a little green remaining among the orange and red

why doesn’t it pool underground
like a reservoir of eternal summer?
Why don’t the green, leaf-shaped katydids
turn brilliant colors before they die?
When lovers intertwine, why don’t they fuse
like roots from adjacent trees?
If a human falls in a city and there are
no trees around, does it leave a hole?

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forestOctober 28, 201753 WordsLeave a comment

I dreamed I was at a picnic table across from Donald Trump.

old. charred tree stump in the woods

But he wasn’t president, just a racist old relative with appalling fashion sense, and everyone else was pretending he didn’t exist.

By Dave Bontain epigrams and conundrums, forestOctober 5, 2017October 28, 201721 WordsLeave a comment

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