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The meaning
of dormant
Pick a
seed, any seed
for the
womb of hard soil
bouldered
with ice. Entomb
this
tattooed keeper
of crop
mythology.
Think of it
as a one-way
bet with
the future
held in a
glass ovary
just in
case we need
to coax it
into life.
There’s
more than one
quiet
sphere shuffled here.
Two by two
they sleep
at the end
of these tubes,
suspended
in the permafrost,
safe, until
with luck
we find an
olive branch
and the
meaning of dormant
in a flow
of meltwater.
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