<p><strong>i wrote poems on hemlock trunks </strong></p><p><strong>using my fingertip </strong></p><p><strong>dipped in creek water </strong></p><p><strong>the way the oracle said to </strong></p><p><strong> </strong></p><p><strong>tiny bead-shaped cones </strong></p><p><strong>taught me </strong></p><p><strong>the art of letting go </strong></p>