Along the Verge

The Rev. John Fairbrother


No surrender, holding the line of retreat and advance,
countless blades wave in sullied draft declaring
nature’s vulnerable defiance, bending
(springing as a warrior might respond)
to force of threat overwhelming life.
These simple leaves - complexity’s prophets, or surplus
fodder - defend space between fence and seal,
overlooked, dismissed in hurried expediency
to an economy’s greater cause.