Unpacked – a poem by Kristine Brown

Unpacked

this, the lean season
calling for the culling
of berries, their tears.
broken lute,
shattered bits
disperse and settle
on the shifting ground
feeling of both swamp and tundra.
the shadow is an amulet
gleaming amidst moons
to soothe a struck night.

 

On the weekends, Kristine Brown frequently wanders through historic neighborhoods, saying “Hello” to most any cat she encounters. Some of these cats are found on her blog, Crumpled Paper Cranes (https://crumpledpapercranes.com). Her creative work can be found in HobartSea Foam MagPhilosophical Idiot, among others, and a collection of flash prose and poetryScraped Knees, was released in 2017 by Ugly Sapling.

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