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Away


10.16.11 Posted in today's words by

Helen Losse is a poet, the author of 2 full-length books, Seriously Dangerous (Main Street Rag, 2011) and Better With Friends (Rank Stranger Press, 2009) and 2 chapbooks, Gathering the Broken Pieces and Paper Snowflakes. Her recent poetry publications and acceptances include Main Street Rag, Iodine Poetry Review, Flue Fifth Review, The Pedestal Magazine, ken*again, Referential Magazine, and Literary Trails of the North Carolina Piedmont. Helen’s poems have been nominated for a Pushcart prize and two Best of the Net awards (finalist for one). She is the poetry editor for The Dead Mule of Southern Literature. Her most recent poem to appear here was Far & Away (June 2010).  

Away
By Helen Losse

Four o’clock sunlight
strikes the beach.

A priest opens his book,
his hands sure, strong.

He looks away from
his book then back.

I wonder why his
hands are full of light.

Later in the cathedral,

during the darkness of
Heaven’s redeeming hour,

I reflect on the seagulls.



One Response to “Away”

  1. bobbie troy says:

    Lovely imagery.

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