A Windless Afternoon on Chain Lake

"A Windless Afternoon on Chain Lake" is in Short Circuit #02, Short Édition's quarterly review. Nathan Susnik lives with his family near Hanover, Germany. Find out more about him on his website, www.NathanSusnik.wordpress.com, or on Twitter: @NathanSusnik

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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