Poem Written As Wind Rises by Judy Katz-Levine

Poem Written As Wind Rises
in memory of Denise Levertov

It could be done. Wind rises
and the broken tree.

Shame rattles in the hands
of those with soulless eyes.

You are walking, the silence
when thinking of another tune.

“I’ll be seeing you” in
night’s black orchid.

Nodding, what is understood,
what is not forgotten.

And by the waters, the roiling
breaks into great gentleness –

the grin of the woman who writes
and writes on night’s infinite parchment.

Judy Katz-Levine