They tried to bury us;
they didnít know we were seeds.
††† ††† ††† ††† ††† †† † --Mexican proverb
The way the maple seed twirls away
from its tree and finds
any available crack or crevice to slip itself into
and how the dandelion fluff is wished
by children out along the wind
to a new starting place
and how the burdock burr rides the fur or feather
or pant leg of its unwitting assistant
to get to where it wants to grow
and how cherry and apple and juniper
allow themselves to be eaten alive
and eventually dumped on new fertile ground
how some seeds, bold and defiant,
pop off right into the face
of anyone who tries to uproot their plant
and how some seeds float
down rivers to oceans
and are washed up on other shores
or others are rounded up and kept in deep dark holes
and sometimes even forgotten there
until one day they start to grow
lying in wait for the rain
leaning into sunshine or managing in shade
cultivated or wild
appreciated or despised
or in fields of their kind
This poem first appeared in Parabola (Winter 2017-2018).
Used here with the authorís permission.
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Pat Brisson is a former elementary school teacher, school librarian, and reference librarian in a public library. She has been writing picture books and easy-to-read chapter books for almost thirty years. Pat coordinates Project Storybook, a program at Edna Mahan Correctional Facility for Women in Clinton, New Jersey, which allows incarcerated mothers to select, record and mail books and tapes to their children. She received the N. J. Governor's Volunteer Award in Human Services for this wonderful project. Pat lives in Phillipsburg, New Jersey; learn more about her at†www.patbrisson.com.
Love the language of this poem.
Posted 09/27/2018 12:17 PM
Posted 09/27/2018 08:35 AM
I worry about those seeds that never sprout.
Posted 09/27/2018 08:30 AM
A nature poem that has something to say about human persistence, too.
Posted 09/27/2018 07:37 AM
Pat, you have found a way to say something I've been trying to say poetically for years. I can't tell you how much I like this poem. Thank you.
Posted 09/27/2018 07:35 AM