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Helen Losse
Fred Wolven


Enjambment is to poetry
what syncopation is to music,

a chapbook to a book
what a poem is to prayer.

So who could detect
what would be missing?

Who could possibly know
what it is that I covet?


My sadness has stolen the beauty
from the spectrum, left ashes in its stead--
dark blackberry brambles,
poison mushrooms, chokecherries.

Outside my window, a bird is singing.

Her sound reverberates
in the springtime air.  Blossom
thrives like grace notes, crowned with fermatas.
The room rocks with azure light.
A double rainbow comes pouring in,

and still, all the world offers me
is brown.


Helen Losse
, Winston-Salem, North Carolina

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