Decomposition in Progress
Field Notes from a White Oak
The white oak tree beside the watershed is dying.
Its bark is separating from the sapwood in vertical strips.
The cambium layer has ceased to function.
Water is no longer traveling from roots to crown.
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The leaves fell three weeks earlier than neighboring trees.
They are brown, not the yellow or red produced by color-changing chemicals.
They are dry. They contain no green pigment.
The stems detached without the corky layer that forms in healthy leaf drop.
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Fungi are present on the trunk's north side.
They are bracket fungi, shelf-like mushrooms.
Their fruiting bodies are orange and yellow, overlapping.
They are decomposing the wood fibers inside the trunk.
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Bark beetles have made galleries under the bark.
The galleries are serpentine, branching from a central channel.
Each groove is two millimeters wide.
The larvae ate the inner bark as they moved outward from where eggs were laid.
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The tree's root system extends approximately fifteen meters from the trunk.
The fine feeder roots, less than two millimeters in diameter, are dying first.
They are desiccating. They are brittle when touched.
The fungal networks that connected them to surrounding trees are breaking down.
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Woodpeckers are arriving daily.
They are pileated woodpeckers, the large kind with red crests.
They drill rectangular holes to access beetle larvae.
Wood chips accumulate at the tree's base, pale and fresh.
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The tree is not fighting. The tree is not surrendering.
The tree is undergoing cellular breakdown.
Chemical processes are stopping. Structural integrity is failing.
This is what occurs when vessels no longer conduct water upward.
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In six months, more branches will fall.
In two years, the trunk will likely split.
In five years, the trunk will be mostly hollow.
In ten years, what remains will be unrecognizable as a tree.
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The oak is not a symbol of endurance.
The oak is not a lesson about time.
The oak is a specific organism, a white oak,
experiencing mortality at a specific location,
measured in wood density, moisture content, and fungal spread.
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This is decomposition.
This is what happens to trees.
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
I’m a firm believer life is messy, beautiful, and too short, which is why I write poems full of heart and humor. I am an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. My book Beautiful and Brutal Things is on Amazon, Link 👇
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Comments (11)
Such a unique entry, Tim! So happy for you that it was recognized! Congratulations! 🤩
Outstanding eye for details! It felt like sitting there next to you and observing the tree together. Awesome! Congratulations on the Win!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your win! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations Tim. Well deserved.
You wove so much beautiful detail into this poem. I have never considered all that contributes to the decay of old trees. But I found myself standing beside the old oak, looking at the mushrooms and beetles,listening to the woodpeckers. It was a wonderful journey. Congratulations on an incredible poem and very well deserved win! It is an honor to see my work listed alongside yours.
Amazing work! Congrats on the win!
Congratulations, Tim!
There is something totally sad about trees that die. Tim, for awhile I thought I was reading Walden by Thoreau....great job!
Please let this win. Beautiful take on the challenge, and you wrote the whole thing masterfully. You managed to keep it concrete, factual, but still powerfully evocative, with its own haunting beauty and a sense of impermanence. I’m legit gonna be shocked (and kinda mad) if this doesn’t win some legit recognition.
Really beautiful take on this Tim. Loved it.
There's something special about the process, it makes you appreciate life for what it is.