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| Buckeye Tree at Native American Village Site |
FINDING HOUSE PITS
For Sylvia
In a place that dreams,
buckeye branches rise
from a low throne,
spirits whispering
that we have stepped
into a house pit between
pounding stones. We sense
the soul of the buckeye, the tribe
pulled into quiet currents
as we wake to a vast ocean
of breath, the fleshy sprouts
of seeds plunging into black earth.
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