My bike carries only 1 big limb at time--Sam's friend left it years ago in high school, now a workhorse for our back-alley woodlot.
URBAN FOREST GLEANER
I pick up sticks.
They come down regularly,
All over town.
Sometimes whole branches balanced on bike handlebars.
Sometimes the ‘99 Voyager carries the load.
Some we carry by hand.
The bowsaw cuts most of them down to size.
Together with the dead ash felled, sawn, split, hauled
from Chris’ woodlot
These heat our house.
There’s gas furnace backup
But the work of the EPA grade woodstove
Fed from fallen limbs
Makes me feel whole
At 64 still part creation’s steward.
Bike carrying bamboo
Bike fully wood loaded in Subsaharan Africa
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