What calls for us from the hollowed trunks of the
trees? Does the day die into smooth darkness,
inside? Do they have a voice, the twisted knobs of
trees, are they telling us something? Can we enter
their soft obscurity and never come back, growing
as one with their calm, patterned life?
Growing
Federica Santini’s recent poetry has appeared in Plath Profiles, Book of Matches, and The Ocotillo Review, among others, and she is a 2021 Desert Nights, Rising Stars Writing Fellow at Arizona State University.