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The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)

Cuttings

Sticks-in-a-drowse droop over sugary loam,
Their intricate stem-fur dries;
But till the delicate slips keep coaxing up water;
The small cells bulge;

One nub of growth
Nudges a sand-crumb loose,
Pokes through a musty sheath
Its pale tendrilous horn.

The Lost Son and Other Poems (1948)