Canopy

About
Canopy was published by the Storyteller in a Slack page #canopy on 3/14/18 at 10:58pm (PST)

The Poem
the canopy sways in the breeze.

high above.

look up, you will see it.

the gems in forest crown,

glistening,

singing of their voyeuristics findings.

the branches rock gently back and forth.

they are animated by the breath of the creatures below.

the whispered secrets,

the sighs,

the panicked gasps,

the exhalations of ecstasy.

each give motion

each play a part in the arboreal symphony.

below the surface,

roots reach blindly for connection, entanglement

for rich, inexhaustible complexity

crossing and crisscrossing

weaving and tangling.

the dirt, the robbery of resources,

the gnarled, hypodermic knotting.

all in the service of a beautiful, simplistic flourish on the other end,

high above.

between the octave and the sestet,

between the overture and the finale,

we stand, dumbfounded.

no remarks to be made on the masterwork.

we are powerless to its thrall.

come.

Interpretations
* Note to professors: interpretations are entirely yours, please feel free to agree/disagree here!