Lichen
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... the blue jays carp
and whistle all day
in the branches,
without the push of the wind.
But to tell the truth
after a while
I’m pale with longing
for their thick bodies ruckled
with lichen
and you can’t keep me from the woods,
from the tonnage of their shoulders,
and their shining green hair.
—Mary Oliver
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Poem: For the Lobaria, Usnea, Witches Hair, Map Lichen, Beard Lichen, Ground Lichen, Shield Lichen