Poetry by Linda Appel
Perched at the rim of two spring-fed pools,
peer into the darkness at their depths.
Dive through shadows stabbed
with flecks of golden light
and sink into waters
of sun-washed blue,
a speckled trout darting
swift to the lure of hooded eyes,
caught helpless on the barbs
of shimmering secrets,
to glimpse the deepest, most fiercely
guarded heart of you.
Linda Knowlton Appel has lived beside the Willamette River for more than thirty-five years and now the river flows through her poems. A retired librarian, her poems have been published in various journals including Willawaw Journal, Shot Glass Journal, and others. She has also published two chapbooks.