Assimilation
By Tatiana Pahlen
"A seed shall follow its own kind"
[Genesis]
Why
the roots of the exotic trees
planted
warmly with sun and breeze,
Before
reached the joy of growth
stretched
their seeds on a foreign earth?
Their
lumpy limbs – a playground for doves
lengthen
shadows cover awkward coves
There's
no glint in the tarnished leaves,
banned
from Eden, as if Adam and Eve.
Yet
believing in the wondrous myth,
they
usher in the rest of their kith;
Passing
their lore from bough to bough
To vanquish
the tides
with
their tribal howl.
May 28, 2000
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