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I am searching for a word
for that which Earth exhales
through snapped hedgerows
and grasses cut through spring
to late summer; for that fleeting-
sweet sense of being one with
Woodwose and the Holly King.
I am searching for a word
for that which Earth exhales
from moss-cushioned corners
and forgotten grave-flowers;
for that echoing in aging mouths
which hovers in the nostril
and claws at throat and memory.