I Ching – a poem by Zav Levinson

             I Ching 

I

A thread -
intuition
memories, ravelled by time


draws me on
to synagogues
universities
to poetry


Not love
which requires actual flesh
but something invisible
a small apocalypse
of learning


I cherish
these threads, collect them
they become part
of my tapestry

but some grow cold
neglected, a bitterness
like the sediment in wine


II

No sign post
no billboard
no answer sheet
to let me know how I did

no well-worn trail
just the woods
familiar
changing
thicker now
more overgrown


the trees

sometimes up close
blocking the sun
sometimes a small clearing
with a bit of a view


the exercise
feels good
the ruminations
keep me occupied


I think I can find my way back -
over the rise
across the stream

Looking back
can tell us
who we were
for a while

Looking ahead
a game of chance
with rules -
age
inspiration
fatigue
opportunity


the flicker of light
when fate and aspiration
collide



Zav Levinson studied English literature at McGill University and Université de Montréal (M.A., Études Anglaises).  A trained cabinetmaker, he ran the studio arts workshop for the Faculty of Fine Arts at Concordia University for 33 years. He is poetry co-editor of JONAH magazine  and co-founder of the 2-Susan’s Poetry Circle.  His second chapbook, reverb, from Sky of Ink Press, was published in the fall of 2022. His poems have appeared most recently in Montreal Writes, Canadian Jewish News and Dreamers Magazine as well as in the QWF fundraising chapbook My Island, My City and in the 2 Susans Poetry Circle 6th anniversary chapbook What Lasts.

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