To Be Held
To be held
by the light
was what I wanted,
to be a tree drinking the rain,
no longer parched in this hot land.
To be roots in a tunnel growing
but also to be sheltering the inborn leaves
and the green slide of mineral
down the immense distances
into infinite comfort
and the land here, only clay,
still contains and consumes
the thirsty need
the way a tree always shelters the unborn life
waiting for the healing
after the storm
which has been our life.
Linda Hogan, “To Be Held,” from Dark. Sweet: New & Selected Poems. Copyright © 2014 by Linda Hogan. Reprinted with the permission of The Permissions Company, LLC, on behalf of Coffee House Press, available for order here. Reprinted in Healing the Divide: Poems of Kindness and Connection (Green Writers Press 2019), available for order here.
Linda Hogan is the author of several poetry…