Poem 107

for the trees

California’s red roots rise up to meet the solstice

Collecting wisdom in mason jars they sprawl soil and knot,
Ringing scaled sun trust of local legend 
Where there once was char new life emerges
Leafy crisp water crescents sprout verbena
So negligible when compared to sturdy legged titans
So many years of growing ahead.

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