Taking stock of woods
Douglas Oliver, 17 December 1992
“... across stream, a green infanta hawthorn in a clearing; another dwarfed and crazy as a green Jack Frost, insect thin trees, lion mane one whose lower branches show hands sunlit from windows. As many shapes as among shifting clouds: fists and sparklers and fingers and fleurs de lys and candles and fans and umbrella spokes and florid gestures and ... ”