LICHEN Poem by Jen Hadfield

LICHEN



Who listens
like lichen listens

assiduous millions of black
and golden ears?

You hear

and remember

but I'm speaking
to the lichen.

The little ears prunk,
scorch and blacken.

The little golden
mouths gape.

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