The Tuesday Poem: On The Edge

standing
on the edge

light falls
……………….away

cry out
voice lost
……………….beneath
a white sky
shout downwards
count……….the silence

a single echo
…………………back
.

Helen Lowe

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A few weeks back, I featured Garden peas (Mendel’s Law, 1866), a poem by Helen Bascand. I noted Helen’s passing on April 27, and that I had been privileged to be a member of the same poetry group as Helen for a number of years. This was one of the first poems I worked on with Helen and the other members of the group, so it fe...