Conversation with a Seed

 BREW Poetry Award Nominee - Open Category / by The Contributing Writer / 1480 views

  • Listing ID: 36458
  • Poetry Author's Name: Vinita Agrawal
  • Poem: Just the two of us here,
    sitting face to face.
    Me, a fleck of paused intention
    in a coat of dulled brown,
    and you: cupped earth.
    Outside, goldenrod glowers acid-yellow
    in the spruce’s long shade,
    rocks clutch their shadow-rags.
    Even the granite’s orange lichen
    sheds its skin.
    But here, in this damp silk
    of shaded afternoon,
    we touch the quiet.
    You think me small?
    Listen—this dark is patient craft.
    Not like the gull’s slow lope
    across a clammy sky,
    not like the fireweed’s
    unchosen, breeze-less fall.
    This dark, is root-ward,
    deep and cool as spruce-resonance,
    thrumming a different hum.
    I hold the blueprint
    of the acid-glow,
    the feathery grass-head,
    the boulder’s slow confession.
    I am the before of shadow,
    the after of the lichen’s gold.
    London rains, Paris turns.
    But here, beneath the stain
    of one dead branch’s russet,
    beneath the weight of years
    that shift the very stone,
    I am the constant yes
    against the world’s persistent no.
    I am the quiet conversation
    the earth repeats with light.
    The husk holds firm
    but deep within, a green ignites.
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