Helen Losse

H e l e n  

L o s s e 

A mere sensation

1.

tickles like a butterfly

a single misplaced flower

the one abandoned leaf

halfway up an oak

thin as a soap bubble

lost inside bones

2.

Wild geese honk loudly,

bring an aha of joy.

3.

Black trees

are mere silhouettes,

meaning never evident,

or even the question at mind,

so do they really know

what deep water knows?

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