Tree leaves bend
with the heaviness
of rain, mountain
stands by, lets
water slide
off. What we do
to each other
day after day
is too much
to hold.
Even the earth
cannot soak it in.
Weight of Earth
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About the Author
Liza Wolff-Francis is a poet and writer with an MFA in Creative Writing from Goddard College who served two terms as a member of the Albuquerque Poet Laureate Program's Selection Committee and continues on the organizing committee. Her writing has most recently appeared in the magazine El Palacio: Art, History, and Culture of the Southwest, Steam Ticket, We’Moon, among others. She has a chapbook out called Language of Crossing.
