KAREN KNIGHT

Poetry—'He is'

(for Luke Swann)       

He is the view
from the octagonal shaped window

He is the whalebone handrail
on the spiral staircase

He is the suitcases of lavender
hidden in the attic

He is the sycamore seeds
whirling across the lake

He is the balloon
drifting in the oxygen starlight

He is