Burt Kimmelman

Sandy Hook, New Jersey

Summer, 2020


Afternoon tide,
waves nearly at
our feet, eyes closed
in sun — we no

longer care for
the dark blue sea —
all we forget,
have forgotten.

Cicadas, July

Cicadas rattle
the wind, its rise and
fall, sun in morning
trees, summer heat — we
are all held captive.

Mid-February at the Parapet

The snow bounds, binds us
to our pact, stillness
to catch us when we
fall — white trees, forest-
dark trunks to no end.

Burt Kimmelman has published ten collections of poems as well as nine volumes of criticism including his new selected essays, Visible at Dusk. More about him can be found at BurtKimmelman.com.
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Susan Lewis (susanlewis.net) is the Editor-in-chief and founder of Posit (positjournal.com) and the author of ten books and chapbooks, including Zoom (winner of the Washington Prize), Heisenberg's Salon, This Visit, and State of the Union. Her poetry has appeared in anthologies such as Walkers in the City (Rain Taxi), They Said (Black Lawrence Press), and Resist Much, Obey Little (Dispatches/Spuyten Duyvil), as well as in journals such as Agni, Boston Review, The Brooklyn Rail, Conjunctions online, Diode, Interim, New American Writing, and VOLT.