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Monday, 16 November 2020

Letters from Minnehaha Creek: III by Victoria Lin (Peterson-Hilleque)

Sometimes a new name becomes a door
you walk through as it disappears,

absorbed into the lush woods around you.
Follow the sound of the sun

dancing on the flat-topped rock.
Some may try your old name again.

It falls from their lips slowly, a dead leaf;
its use already ended.

Make space for new leaves
to stretch toward the stars,

triangles whose points
tickle the sky green.

From: Lin, Victoria, Letters to Minnehaha Creek, 2020, Unsolicited Press: , p. 90.

Date: 2020

By: Victoria Lin (Peterson-Hilleque) (1971- )