Magic – Poetry by Jordi Rozenman

A Birch Grove – Arkhip Kuindzhi

There is always magic
In the space between two trees

And then fireflies, 
In their symphonic silence, in the soft dark
Slow to realize—dozens of them 
In one long, grassy space
And if you just look long enough
A sudden—quiet—multiplying of light
A pulse
Rising out of air
Out of nowhere
Low to the ground
Subtle, your undulating
Heartbeat is in there, five
Times per twinkle, steady 
That is magic

And when you find yourself 
In that place from your childhood
And the place is so heavy with gold and 
Memory that you cannot take one 
Step without feeling it
Cannot touch your hand 
To the wall without feeling it
It is so full of magic
Because it is so full of you
And what you are really greeting there
Is your sense of yourself at seven
So sure
And full
That it spilled over
And permeated the walls

And there is always magic
In the space between two trees

About the Poet

Jordi Rozenman, former English teacher and college counselor, recently earned a master’s degree from the great books program at St. John’s College. She has had poetry published in the Hill Rag, Colloquy, Energeia, and Confluence. She has also been a featured poetry reader for DC literary reading series The Inner Loop, and for the Capitol Hill Book Fest.

For the first time in nearly five years, Vita Brevis is closed for submission. Read the full story here.

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