Woods devoid of horned
giants gobbling up babies .,no
turn into milkskin virgins.
Bigfoot still cracks humongous coconuts.
Gone mystery of a
golden prince riding an Arabian stallion
rescuing a pale princess.
One is not petrified any more
by snorting boars.
No racing heartbeats,
in the thick canopy.
Ancient trees butchered by Burger King ,
burned by hungry tribesman.
Wide paths for tourists marveling at the sign
Shuttered crude wood houses
in Manaus Brazil
trapped by caked mud.
A deformed golden frog is silent in the drying swamp
A lone pygmy owl shrieks alarm in the
in on a single log
Land littered with dead fish.
Thousand of Douglas fir stumps
with unsown bits hanging
like wet dog tongue
Torn flesh strips.
Emily Carr called them screamers
But they can’t
sap and sawdust stuffed throats slit.
Mourning stumps attacked by busy crows
sticking their beaks in their guts.
Stumps letting out a last groan.
freezing in the winter wind.
Executioners take a nap under a lone tree.
A dozer casts a dinosaur shadow on the bare forest.
Crushed needles and cones.
Tombstone stumps in
Hanoch Guy Ph.D,Ed.D spent his childhood and youth in Israel surrounded by citrus orchard, water melon fields and invading sand dunes. He is a bilingual poet in Hebrew and English. Hanoch is teaching Jewish and Hebrew literature at Temple University
He has published poetry in Genre, Poetry Newsletter, Tracks, The International Journal of Genocide Studies, Poetry Motel, Visions International, Voices Israel and several times in Poetica where he won an award. He has also won an award in the Mad Poets Society in 2007.
His books are :
The road to Timbuktu-travel poems.
Terra Treblinka-Poems of the Holocaust.
We pass each other on the stairs: 120 imaginary and real encounters
Sirocco and scorpions-Poems of Israel and Palestine.
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