Several decades ago, while still in high school, I wrote a short-short story in which a small child of the future comes across a single tree in a pasture. It's gigantic, and since the child's never seen a tree before, he runs home to shout to his parents that he's seen a monster. Anyway, I finally decided to turn it into a poem, with variations that make it more appropriate for the digitized world we live in.
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Several decades ago, while still in high school, I wrote a short-short story in which a small child of the future comes across a single tree in a pasture. It's gigantic, and since the child's never seen a tree before, he runs home to shout to his parents that he's seen a monster. Anyway, I finally decided to turn it into a poem, with variations that make it more appropriate for the digitized world we live in.