NORTH
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I am birch.

            I dive into myself.

I am finite infinitude,
a form of forest un-finessed,

a promise from a child,
an unwrapped present,
a winter whip,
an immutable piece of jewellery.

I am as "runnel" is to "river."
I am a physical etymology.

I contain quavering rainbows forged white,
and I can make them soar true

as an arrow plucked from the quiver.