My poem “Crossing Midnight” about hearing the orcas passing in the night, is now live in the ‘Chance Encounters’ issue of Chautauqua literary journal. You can read the entire inspiring issue by going to
https://chautauquajournal.wixsite.com/website. I wrote the first version of this poem last August for the annual poetry postcard fest. This is a beautiful journal geared toward opening minds and hearts and I am so thrilled to have my poem included.
Crossing Midnight
The Orcas are passing in more than a dream.
Their great night-and-moon bodies
rising from darkened seas to breach
and breathe. At this late hour
through open windows, we hear, not see,
them. So like ourselves, gasping
after the headlong dive, born from water
into another oxygen. Lungs
synchronized with tides.
Travelers, always a pod, elders surrounding
the precious young, their wake
etches fortunes on the shore
something my mother might have said,
is saying. The sound of a fountain. A horse
after a long gallop. A rough, rogue
surf, generated on an island
where the earth shook, waking lovers
from a nap, even as it grants us sleep,
this peaceful tribe crossing midnight beside us.