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Poem: Ferns

A poem by Linda Pastan
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January 13, 2016

Wind thrums
these green harps
into sudden music
low under the trees
almost beneath
our notice

though cut
at the stem
they could fan
the likes of Cleopatra
into lazy
concupiscence.

First published in Plume.

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