All the things we hide in water
hoping we won't see them go—
(forests growing under water
press against the ones we know)—

and they might have gone on growing
and they might now breathe above
everything I speak of sowing
(everything I try to love).

From Calendars by Annie Finch, published by Tupelo Press. Copyright © 2003 by Annie Finch. All rights reserved. Reproduced by permission of Tupelo Press.