The hatchet forgets,
\nbut the tree remembers. <\/p>\n
The hatchet is busy.
\nThe hatchet has its own share of scars,
\nmarred by the mishaps and mistakes
\nof a clumsy handler. <\/p>\n
The hatchet remembers collisions.
\nIt remembers that it won most of them,
\nand the ones it didn\u2019t left minor scratches.
\nIt still has work to do. <\/p>\n
The hatchet doesn\u2019t know about the tree.
\nIt knows the feeling of victory, or
\nperhaps soreness after a tough won fight.
\nIt doesn\u2019t even think itself sharp,
\nlet alone dangerous to a mighty tree. <\/p>\n
The tree has nothing to do but remember.
\nIt was left in the field as a stump,
\ncut down to size but still living,
\ngreen saplings springing from the old wood.
\nIt has years to grow around the wound. <\/p>\n
The tree had been growing for years before.
\nIt was tall and proud and strong,
\nand then the hatchet came with brutal blows
\nand a wicked edge that chipped away
\nuntil the tree was nothing of itself anymore. <\/p>\n
The tree does not grow as it did.
\nIt regrows awkward and curled around the stump,
\nhunched down to protect itself, twisted
\ninto some strange shape it does not know,
\nbut that might repel some unknown future axe. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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