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Call the mountain, and she will come
with green-shadowed hawk
and salamander
Feel the land drop away from your feet
and fly
the song of all things, even
wild cherry in August
bear sign, and
the praise of bees
Call the mountain, and she will billow
in on thunder and
white slants of knife-rain
You will be a vixen bolting
for her hole,
the scent of lightning
stinging her nose
Ask the mountain to attend you —
this thing can be done, and will
with savageness and gravity
and the ordinary hush of moss on stone
She will adjure you to
the work of the land
You will be wind-seethe of grasses over balds
benedictions of the vireo
ghost of elk and red wolf
Then
You can let your leaves give up
and fall
From the book Appalachian Ground
Photo by Gustav Gullstrand on Unsplash
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