Black Contemporary Poetry

A Windless Afternoon on Chain Lake

Nathan Susnik

The birds sing
As I sit in stagnant heat
Hands on still oars,

And the lake mirrors the sky
So perfectly
That I stand up and dive down
Toward the heavens,

And among the clouds,
Before the water breaks my wings,
I understand their song.

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Nathan Susnik

Nathan Susnik has been a pole vaulter, a Mississippi paddlewheel steamboat deckhand, and a molecular biology researcher. He is currently a medical writer living with his family near Hanover, Germany. Find his fiction published by Escape Pod, PodCastle, Shoreline of Infinity, and more.

For updates follow him on Twitter @NathanSusnik or visit his website

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