This poem is taken from Poetry Nation 4 Number 4, 1975.
Two PoemsCALIFORNIA PEPPER-TREE
Green globes I crush and smell . . .
On the other side of the world,
The side I am native to,
Domestic pepper-corn
Stung my nostrils until
Vague islands swam in my veins.
The 'western weeping willow'
Is here the outlandish name
They give the pepper-tree.
Thus men have tried to tame
This large land, this large sky.
No wind, no ripple shifts
Leaves barbed and delicate
Like fishbone-skeletons -
Fish out of water, fish
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