Quiet Mountain Essays

Copyright © 2009; All Rights Reserved by Author

And, Oh
by
Judith K. Witherow

There was that time
You didn’t see me
watch you twirl wildly
beside the swollen
creek
about to leap with
pure rain intoxication
across banks aching
to embrace you also.

Another day you sat
with stiff bowed back
and upraised knees as
if protecting self from
memory.
Curly tossed hair covers
the pale face pressed into
trembling hands frozen in
yet another lover’s time.

Contributor's Notes...

Judith K. Witherow, American Indian. Writer, photographer and artist.  Writing and photography are now at
one with her outlook on numerous political issues.  Ms. Witherow was awarded “Community Builder for
Decades” from Pacifica Radio In Our Voices, in 2007.  She is a Board Member for Sinister Wisdom, the
venerable lesbian literary journal.   Her website is: www.jkwitherow.com