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“She looks cold and old today – cold, damp and dark.
Her wrinkles and stretch marks are much more prominent
today – maybe the way the light catches her trunk.
Her branches are pushing up through our backyard
looking for the sun, while her hair hangs drooping,
unkempt, dishevelled.”
“Battle scars
Fresh wounds bleed
In war between worlds
senseless shame…”
“I played helicopters off the balcony – by myself with no kids!
Watching them spin and spin as they dropped down took me
back to another place and time. I had forgotten!”
“A whorl pattern in the bark reminded me of finger prints. The
whorl has ridges that drew my eyes to follow the pattern around, and
later traced it around with my finger, feeling the roughness.”
Parts and wholes...is it possible to know the tree without knowing its parts? Is it possible to know its parts without
knowing the whole? In knowing the part do I not come~to~know more of the whole and visa versa? One part
makes me notice another: they are in relations with each other. And a part helps me see a whole. But is it the
whole? There is a seamless movement between parts and wholes (which are parts of a larger whole) as deeper
knowings are constructed, as finer details about both the whole and the parts are discovered and re-discovered!
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