Gloria Kim


Acorns - Poem by Gloria Kim

I put in seeds today - acorns
from trees in the neighborhood:
black oak, red oak, willow oak, pin oak.
Solid names for solid trees, fifty years and growing.

With the seeds I planted flags
in anonymous squares of nursery dirt:
blue tag, red tag, yellow and green -
coded keys to mark which place, which seeds, lie buried where.

Winter is closing in.
I can feel the first touch of frost:
distance, lassitude, weariness of soul -
markers I have seen before on the path down into loss.

Buried deep, I will be still,
in fearful hibernation,
giving in to the killing frost,
and dormant in darkness, await a chilly spring.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written in 2007, under the aegis of SAD.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, April 23, 2012


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