When she asked what the weather was like here,
I sent it to her—
coastal winds to tame her fever,
scent of sea-brine to undo the hospital’s nosegay
of disinfectant and disease.
Days later, when her voice on the phone grew distant
as she said the room was cold, so cold,
I blew across the miles the island sun
brave as a browning sunflower nodding on its stalk.
Sandi Leibowitz was born and raised in New York, lived for seventeen years in northern New Jersey, and then thought better of it. She resides in Astoria, Queens. She has a B.A. in English from Vassar College, an M.A. in English from NYU, post-baccalaureate certification in teaching from William Paterson, and an M.L.I.S. from Rutgers. As an elementary-school librarian she sometimes sings the ABC song but promises not to use any more acronyms in this bio. A classical singer and early-music player of recorders and other old instruments, she writes speculative poetry and fiction, which may be read in places like Mythic Delirium, Strange Horizons, Stone Telling and Luna Station Quarterly. Feel free to visit her on the web at www.sandileibowitz.com.
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Poetry Introduction for Issue 25 | Silver Blade Magazine
[…] segues nicely into a poem “Weathering” by Sandi Leibowitz (Astoria, NY), also about loss, and without sentimentality. The delightful […]