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Sugar Maple

The tree on the ridge had fire in its boughs, sweetness at its core. Someone greedy bled it last March, tapped it 10 times, 15, drained it, sapped it. August’s too early glory has given way to bare grey limbs in the glowing forest. There’s a sweet girl on the ridge with fiery eyes.

 

 

Jennie Bryant.

  • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

    A very interesting piece, I liked how beautifully written and also enigmatic it is.

  • Ross Coppage

    I remember seeing the men tap maple trees as a child.. Great imagery!