another year to carve in the tree
wood grains are like wheat grains are like flesh grains
are identical to any seed, pod, or pupil

if your laughter had a month
it would be November, the sudden wind
can knock one over : cause a shiver : can knock one over
did you hear me?

those veins on a leaf will
be equal to or greater than your age

          watch wrinkles for their wisdom
deep perforations : torrent : caterpillar chow
          watch how your eyes imitate spring
deep summer, the absence of autumn

you could be grass or the petals on a Calluna
          if you wanted to be
          that is, if you really wanted to be

place a ear near, listen to the churning
life burgeoning through photosynthesis, through a tube, through sap

          for all days of birth we should go naked
cuddle a mound of earth : really dig our nails in the stuff
          for your day, this day, i suggest
guard a blueberry from stem-fall, regard grayish heathered hills

the Finnish botanist Kalm, coined Kalmia
these are the branches of you : know your history
sovereign since 1985

someone wanted to name you sun
the star that greens to a crisp pop
but instead you are a meadow, a subtle gray that twinkles

Jacklyn Janeksela can be found @ felled limbs, Oddball Magazine, The Nervous Breakdown, Berfrois, Barrelhouse, Uut Poetry, Pig Latin, Thought Catalog, Luna Magazine, Talking Book, Three Point Press, DumDum Magazine, Visceral Brooklyn, Anti-Heroin Chic, & Public Pool. She is in a post-punk band called the velblouds. her baby @ femalefilet. more art @ artmugre & a clip. she is an energy.

Heathered Hills Beckon Sister Ghosts
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