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For Stephen
Boston, Spring 1812
What could he do, with his mainspring, his prime mover gone?
--The Fortune of War
Hidden
If you place a fern
under a stone
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.
If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
sigh
the little sucked-in breath of air
hiding everywhere
beneath your words.
No one sees
the fuel that feeds you.
--Naomi Shihab Nye
Boston, Spring 1812
What could he do, with his mainspring, his prime mover gone?
--The Fortune of War
Hidden
If you place a fern
under a stone
the next day it will be
nearly invisible
as if the stone has
swallowed it.
If you tuck the name of a loved one
under your tongue too long
without speaking it
it becomes blood
sigh
the little sucked-in breath of air
hiding everywhere
beneath your words.
No one sees
the fuel that feeds you.
--Naomi Shihab Nye