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The woods are what you are in/by yourself,
The seeping waters, minstrel vines, the drops,
Treeridge shading treeridge, these the wealth
Of ways you might depart this hour's copse.

A house there, or a graveyard, or a board:
These signify some other presence lurks,
Another self deciding inside yours,
A wrench not dropped but active in your works.

Towns denote concerns already going,
Ceremonied ways each takes from each.
Nature comes as weather: rainings, snowings,
Petal-falls its body, winds its speech.

Shoals of dry leaves seething in the square
Toehold margined yous a presence there.