Not one soul at the lake, and then by Judy Katz-Levine
Not one soul at the lake, and then a descent of sparrows to the bone causes a birth of black stars and the never-ending list of names falling like tarnished grins for the creation of you as a magnolia leaves me stunned and unable to cry there is only one sound, that of someone far away and breathing sweetly after a sudden thunderstorm and I will always call you after a swim in icy waters and a flask of strong tea, when the lifeguard high on a wooden post oversees the rescue of our camouflaged doe and fawn BIO: Judy Katz-Levine is the author of two full-length collections of poetry, "Ocarina" and "When The Arms Of Our Dreams Embrace". Her most recent chapbook is "When Performers Swim, The Dice Are Cast." Her new collection, "There Are Those Of Us Who Are Close By" will be published by Cervena Barva Press (in press, 2019). Judy has been published often in the blog of Miriam Sagan's "Miriam's Well" and "Unlikely Sto...