The Well Wrought Gate

THE WELL WROUGHT GATE


I observe the well-constructed gate
In the front of my decaying house,

Wonder
Why

The tree was cut,
Why was the wood was sawed,
Why were the nails were hammered?

I ask why this beautiful gate
That required
So much labor to build.

Why this gate
When there is no fence?


Duane Locke

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