Postcard to Miller from Bernheim’s Forest


Whose woods these are I certainly know.
His name is everywhere, and without that name
on signs, envelopes, cars, jackets, and fliers
these third-growth woods would be no-growth.
A century back he made some whiskey money
14,000 shades of green for keeps.
Even risked lynching by posting a sign
reading something like, All welcome,
regardless of race or religion. We might be
catching up to such an act now, but trees
aren’t people. Outside the …

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