You were here just before I came,
the current of air still warm.
Even if I follow you in the right direction,
I won’t catch you.
I may get close enough to hear
you laugh, get a whiff of sweat, shampoo.
You will disappear into the grass,
the sky, the sun beginning to set.
Helen Tzagoloff was born in the former Soviet Union, coming to America as a child. She has worked as a research scientist, attorney and small claims court arbitrator. She had two books of poetry published: Listening to the Thunder by Oliver Arts and Open Press and Fears and Pleasures, by Word Poetry. She lives in New York City.