Larry Smith, co-editor and publisher of Come Together: Imagine Peace, passed along news that one of our poet contributors, Lisa Rosen, died after a struggle with cancer. Here is one of her poems from the anthology. Peace, Lisa.
"All the Way Up"
flowers float like pale stars
in the grass, and at the top
of the hill there’s a plank
of wood hanging from an oak.
I lift myself into its level lap,
a pendulous Sabbath where
branches curve and meet,
framing landscapes.
Blow sweet shadows,
there’s no holding back
the light, it curls
through the leaves
and snapping grasses. It pads
along Queen Anne’s lace.
Someone with faith in roots
and a weathered limb,
cut, carried, measured and
slipped sleeves of rubber
over rope, knotted it so I’m swinging
between hayfield and cloud.
Someone I will never know
is blessing me.
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