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Rice Paper Moon

The day seemed destined

to be an origami swan

except I misfolded it

at each step, its pleats

askew, a twisted coot.

I swim in circles of wishing

to reverse my mistakes.

Then simple midnight

slides me a new page.


Nancy Lael Braun

Nancy Lael Braun divides her time between Sioux City and Lone Tree, Iowa.  Her poems have been published in the Aurorean, Barbaric Yawp, The Briar Cliff Review, Iowa City: Poetry in Public, Poetalk, Small Brushes, and TSR: The Southampton Review.