Poems from in between

by Jenifer Cartland

April 17

The trunks of several birch trees in beach grass looking over Lake Michigan.
Watercolor, Jenifer Cartland, 2024
Birches sweep past. 
We press them into our minds
hoping
their memory will become
                  as endless as the sea.

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