I feel it with me,
dwelling near my face,
above my throat,
humming there,
...
Poet, Fiction Writer, Editor and Teacher; graduate,1980, U. of Pgh, summa cum laude.)
Like Levana, Jewess Of Cordoba
I feel it with me,
dwelling near my face,
above my throat,
humming there,
blessed there.
My soul and I know
the earth
as home for now;
we sway to the rhythm
of festival harps.
Adorned in
colored stones, skin
polished with precious oils,
we press lips to pages
of sacred text.
We lap up the world like wine,
and do not foresee an empty glass.
Judith (Judy) Robinson is a rare visionary poet who employs her well honed craft to form a bridge for her audience between the pedestrian world we live in and the world of the unknown and the unknowable. In the entrance to my main library is one Robinson's greatest works Dinner Date which rests nestled between a tome on the Federalist Papers and the Autobiography of Clarence Darrow.