The Pit

Describe the backyard wood and all
The little falls and rises, all
The overgrown surprises, ferns
And birchbark peeling, cracking under

Foot by foot, and how the neighbor
Swung his little tomahawk
And nearly took your foot off. I
Remember when we covered up

The pit with limbs and sticks, and how
The snake fell in and coiled in
The earth, and how we claimed our little
Backyard wood, foot by foot.

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