F. J. Bergmann

Remorse

a thing dreamed

quiet, modest

troubling

laments

would spare

only birds

build a wild

little death

everywhere


Source & Method

an erasure of “A Dream of Trees” by Mary Oliver


F.J. Bergmann has never been to Niagara Falls, but is still under the impression that she would enjoy a honeymoon someday, preferably a cruise to an array of exoplanets.


Photo by Cristina Gottardi