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Volume II, Issue 10
February 2000

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Journey

by Barbara LeBel

From heat, confinement of the car,
we stepped into the woods,
claiming its cool fragrance,
dense leaves leaves of forest 
underfoot,
bushes, branches snug around us.
A clearing of orange and black. Monarchs, spread wings touching, overlapped with fatigue. Every branch of tree now hidden, bushes, grass, wildflowers suffused.
Ancient inner needs have guided their journey. For a while earth transformed: tapestry as fragile as a sigh.
Out of respect, even as we, the breeze has stilled; insects, birds, animals silenced.

 

 

About the Author:

After enjoying amateur acting in local theater, Barbara LeBel entered the professional theater world when her one-act play, Laurie, won an Individual Artist Grant from the Ohio Arts Council in 1980. Winning a national playwriting competition, the play was later produced at the Cleveland Public Theater. Other playwriting commissions followed, a children's play performed in over 100 schools in the Cleveland Public School System among them. A former English teacher at a junior college in Ohio, Ms. LeBel has begun focusing on poetry, enjoying the shorter form and directness of expression it affords. She recently moved to New York City.


 

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