POEM AND IMAGES BY LORI LANDAU
A poem by Lori Landau. Photograph and painting by Lori too.
Fielding Flower
The time I felt most myself I was lavender
No more than a bee No less than sky
My soul aired Crouched among the tiny flowers
I was moved by the wind A creature so light
I leaned on the dirt without bruising it
Every day I want not to harm
But then I take a step
And crush something or other
I don’t know how anyone learns to live with ruin
I am looking for a field I can lay down in

