A Poem by Lisa Rosenberg

Square Nothing

Square the circle,
look me squarely
in the eye and say

we are more
than the layers
of our days.

An overcoat. A face.
The suitcase
of tucked-away

remembrances
to temper
loss.

Square nothing.

Anchor me
as talismans dissolve.

Drop into my palm
the compass

whose North is
synonymous
with love.

Poet and recovering engineer Lisa Rosenberg is the author of A Different Physics from Red Mountain Press. The recipient of a Wallace Stegner Fellowship and a Djerassi Residency, she served as Poet Laureate of San Mateo County, California, and is a frequent speaker on the confluence of arts and sciences. Her work can be found in POETRY, The Threepenny Review, The Common, Ruminate, and California Fire & Water: A Climate Crisis Anthology.