Sunday, August 4, 2019

The Unicorn of Longfellow Trail

Today I walked Longfellow trail with a unicorn
He knew the forest like forest was his middle name
pointing out the peace tree Chief Jake Swamp planted
An olive branch of an oak offered as peace to all nations
from his indigenous peoples nation to the new nations
So much to forgive was forgiven and such a brave forgiveness
Chief Jake won the Nobel Prize for Peace for his peace trees
So says my unicorn 


Longfellow trail for a length is also a section of The North Country Trail
Four thousand six hundred miles more is more freedom
than even unicorns and I could imagine so we stuck with Longfellow
He took his mind off his troubles of late to give me a bit of his wisdom and magic
He told me that hemlock over there was the tallest east of the Mississippi
until the microburst of ’07 laid it low
And over there, a moss-covered timber he said was over 500 years old
We paused a moment in the forest hush to ponder 500 years


At a great boulder on the ridge he showed me a small rounded bowl
perfectly eroded in the rock, a bit of rain water collected there
A family walked by and as he showed the little girl others gathered, listened
Listened to a unicorn of all things can you believe it?
Centuries the Indians gathered acorns, brought them to that rock 
after softening them in the river and ground them there with another rock
Ground, ground, ground them to a barely palatable but richly fat nutritious mash
for if you can make peace and eat acorns you will never go hungry


~ Girard Tournesol

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