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MINERAL COLLECTING
By Larissa Thompson
Crawling with my father in a quarry
of Western Maine when I was seven,
my red plastic bucket filled with
mica, crushed quartz,
anything shiny to a child’s eye.
My dad was smart—
I was two more eyes
to find what was precious.
He would pretend my rocks were “great finds,”
but I caught on,
his pail was empty unless he was using it
to sift granite for garnet
and the crystals he’d collect
were large enough to fill his hand.
I mastered patience in the pits
and a respect for quirky hobbies.
I endured poison ivy, black flies, mosquitoes,
a childish fear of black bears buried in raspberry bushes
to sink into the hot earth
and push up rocks with my blue shovel.
I scraped my knees,
sunburned my nose,
waited for dad to exclaim “Fantastic,”
when he’d found tourmaline, amethyst,
rose quartz,
crystals I knew
I might someday wear
around my neck.
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