Green

a poem by Chris Brandt

green, that blades up out of

(brown black red sandy loamy yellow wet)

earth

green, that tenders its tiniest delicacies
from fibrous

(brown grey black white yellow)

wood

green, that blooms on pond and pool
green, that reaches ever toward

(white open to all color)

sunlight

green, and all that comes out of it
as if it distilled from the

(white open to all color)

sun

an essence of color and bursts
fountainly into

(red blue orange purple yellow
blue-grey white violet pink and

every combination light allows
even other green)

blossoms

green, that turns

(black purple blue)

under the moon

fir spruce hemlock birch maple oak sumac aspen
green

mysteries of chlorophyll

photosynthesis

air light breath

green

(from blue to yellow)

green.

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