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    [post_date] => 2019-02-27 12:44:15
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    [post_content] => a tree dissevered

dissevered a tree                                                roots worms

                                                                         clear in green water 

a deified root                                                    

deified worms

                                                                         a tree dissevered 

                                                                         translucent in green water

a tree painted                                                    the reflection of

hollow                                                              the landscape of woods

holds

its own reflection                                              blood roots under water 

                                                                         will change us

red leaves like

a final longing

                                                                         for a tree

for a tree

 

 

 

a tree

in a clearing
    [post_title] => parallel of a dead oak
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            [wpcf-date-published] => 2019
            [wpcf-summary-description] => This poem is commended in the tree poetry challenge on Young Poets Network (YPN).
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            [forename] => 
            [surname] => 
            [title] => Natalie Perman
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            [content] => A top 15 winner of the Foyle Young Poets of the Year Award 2017 and commended in the 2018 Award, Natalie is also the first-prize winner in the Civilisation and Its Discontents challenge on Young Poets Network, inspired by Freud's work of the same name. She is additionally the third-prize winner in the Thinking Outside the Penalty Box challenge; commended in Ankita Saxena’s protest poetry challenge, remembering 100 years of the women’s vote in the UK; and is commended in the tree poetry challenge.
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    [forename] => 
    [surname] => 
    [title] => Natalie Perman
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    [content] => A top 15 winner of the Foyle Young Poets of the Year Award 2017 and commended in the 2018 Award, Natalie is also the first-prize winner in the Civilisation and Its Discontents challenge on Young Poets Network, inspired by Freud's work of the same name. She is additionally the third-prize winner in the Thinking Outside the Penalty Box challenge; commended in Ankita Saxena’s protest poetry challenge, remembering 100 years of the women’s vote in the UK; and is commended in the tree poetry challenge.
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parallel of a dead oak

Natalie Perman

a tree dissevered

dissevered a tree                                                roots worms

                                                                         clear in green water 

a deified root                                                    

deified worms

                                                                         a tree dissevered 

                                                                         translucent in green water

a tree painted                                                    the reflection of

hollow                                                              the landscape of woods

holds

its own reflection                                              blood roots under water 

                                                                         will change us

red leaves like

a final longing

                                                                         for a tree

for a tree

 

 

 

a tree

in a clearing