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Ephemeral, Birthroot

Sunday, April 26th, 2020

Ephemeral, Birthroot

By Kelsea Habecker | ONEING Vol. 8 No. 1 | Liminal Space

Trillium have been used traditionally as uterine stimulants.

The feel of dune grass sawing
against my bare child feet has circled

away like a hawk climbing
beyond sight, but I remember

the winters: bare branches marking
their crooked intentions against

a white sky unchanging. The deer
out back grown thin, having stripped away

all available bark. Yes, winter’s length
clings and aches the way

a long or wrong marriage may. But
spring, when it arrives, is clever. The birds

crowd back in droves to chatter
about its cunning, how it reaches in

just as the mind could tatter
to threads. Suddenly mud will lace

snow with tangled assertions
of a new conversation about contrast

and change. Farmlands re-green
with tentative slips and even the cows

skip through pastures, so large
their relief. Everywhere a thawing

lake awaits nearby, edged with trillium.
And though we know it won’t last we want

to pick this fleeting, endangered bloom
that fades soon, fades soon.

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