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Which Seeds Will Grow?
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A new collection by Palestinian-American poet, Andrew Calis finds hope in the Holy Land. "And we hoped in spite of only dirt For the green that could be anything." Steeped in wonder, Which Seeds Will Grow? explores the past and the present, from ancient Jerusalem to Baltimore's gardens and alleys. The poems are patient, waiting for seasons to end, waiting for space to expand outward, and waiting for light to touch the earth. Despite the difficulty of waiting, readers will find hope in hope…
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  • ISBN-10: 1640609539
  • ISBN-13: 9781640609532
  • Format: 14.3 x 21.6 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
  • Language: English
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A new collection by Palestinian-American poet, Andrew Calis finds hope in the Holy Land.


"And we hoped in spite of only dirt

For the green that could be anything."

Steeped in wonder, Which Seeds Will Grow? explores the past and the present, from ancient Jerusalem to Baltimore's gardens and alleys. The poems are patient, waiting for seasons to end, waiting for space to expand outward, and waiting for light to touch the earth. Despite the difficulty of waiting, readers will find hope in hopelessness and comfort in the contemplation of the world and its sacred mysteries.

From Which Seeds Will Grow?

Planting a Garden

Stealing clippings from neighbors' yards

And smiling as they grew their own blooms

In the safe and hidden rooms where we

Keep watch on them like they are our children.

***

Nothing grew. We knew this was

A possibility, had read

It sometimes takes two years,

And we hoped in spite of only dirt

For the green that could be anything.

Perhaps we dug too shallow or too close

To the shade, or stepped where we had already planted,

Either crushing roots or breaking their curled

First shoots before they broke the surface.

***

So when one survived, wove a green line

Of its own, thinly sprouting something unknowable, I ran

Inside and for a moment felt

What John must have felt

Leaving Peter, old and unsteadily running,

And running breathlessly

To tell everyone --

Everyone

What had happened

And how you wouldn't believe your eyes.

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  • Author: Andrew Calis
  • Publisher:
  • ISBN-10: 1640609539
  • ISBN-13: 9781640609532
  • Format: 14.3 x 21.6 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
  • Language: English English

A new collection by Palestinian-American poet, Andrew Calis finds hope in the Holy Land.


"And we hoped in spite of only dirt

For the green that could be anything."

Steeped in wonder, Which Seeds Will Grow? explores the past and the present, from ancient Jerusalem to Baltimore's gardens and alleys. The poems are patient, waiting for seasons to end, waiting for space to expand outward, and waiting for light to touch the earth. Despite the difficulty of waiting, readers will find hope in hopelessness and comfort in the contemplation of the world and its sacred mysteries.

From Which Seeds Will Grow?

Planting a Garden

Stealing clippings from neighbors' yards

And smiling as they grew their own blooms

In the safe and hidden rooms where we

Keep watch on them like they are our children.

***

Nothing grew. We knew this was

A possibility, had read

It sometimes takes two years,

And we hoped in spite of only dirt

For the green that could be anything.

Perhaps we dug too shallow or too close

To the shade, or stepped where we had already planted,

Either crushing roots or breaking their curled

First shoots before they broke the surface.

***

So when one survived, wove a green line

Of its own, thinly sprouting something unknowable, I ran

Inside and for a moment felt

What John must have felt

Leaving Peter, old and unsteadily running,

And running breathlessly

To tell everyone --

Everyone

What had happened

And how you wouldn't believe your eyes.

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