Saturday, August 26, 2023

The Acorn Cluster

Pulled from scrub oak
A year ago,
Two years ago,
Something like that,

Brought to the car
As memento
Of a good day
On the mesa,

The day itself
Long forgotten
Anyway, they
Are fossils now

In the car door
Where they’ve rested.
They didn’t sprout,
But are they dead?

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