Two Poems from Judy Katz-Levine

Autumn And A Bolero

if in a wild mood one watches
and the wind raises the dust
and hands move over scars so that
the memory of pain is almost
gone and the blues no more
than silver grass at the brief
intersection of a red leaf
and the gibbous moon what
did we once dismiss as
unworthy of
that now we embrace as the souls
we have taken into
our wild moods
churning indigo night sky
with a star
slow bolero
“what a difference a day made”

***

Hike With Son

silent the trees
as we walk the path
boulders as the path diverges
moss on the earthen roots
and the creek barren
from a summer of drought
silence the autumn greens
and russet branches
that we know this much
and conceive of so little
a stranger with a dog
a Labrador rustles the air, leaves
the sky is mute
and we check the pulse
of the forest greet them
with calm
a certain joy
in the congregation of ancients
an olive and verdant psalm

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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