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Plants

“You are the music while the music lasts.”
    ~ T.S. Eliot, “The Dry Salvages” (1941)

We’re all plants
Hemoglobin, chlorophyll are sisters
From seeds we spring
Tending to grow best where we’ve first taken root
And remained
Adapted to the soil
Whether it be rocky moist acidic loamy
We leave at risk of growing spindly
As transplanting requires utmost care
Avoid or plan it
And if you must plan
Tend to temperature light water
For afterwards more than ever
In heat we flag
In cold we stagnate
In light we pale
In dark we slumber
In dryness we wither
In wetness we rot
Like all things that grow when they can
And where

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