KYSO Flash
Knock-Your-Socks-Off Art and Literature
Issue 9: Spring 2018
Poem: 78 words

Elisa Weaving Nettle for the Swans

(Urtica dioica)
by Sonja Johanson

The ground here is so rich
the fence posts took root.
Now I have a wall of wood,

walnut trees, their perfumed 
fruits for playthings, staining 
my fingertips and face.

Nettle in the pocket keeps me
safe from lightning; for a pillow
drives fever from the room.

Sainted statues shake their heads
but I keep retting. If the tumbril
travels slow enough, if I finish,

firewood will burst into bloom.


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