Vol. XVIII No. 2
October 2002
Words Without Songs

Poetry, short stories, and other literary works by Juilliard students.

A Cloud
by Rion Wentworth

Her smoky hair
still in my nostrils
as I unzip the tent flap

Kneeling to wash
in ice cold river water
her sweet musk on
my chest and thighs
clings like dew
to nettle leaves.

I decide not to wash
and walk along the river.
Rushing rapids slowly
clear my ears of her whispers.

Cool dark water
below the falls
draws me in,
cooling my skin
like peppermint in the mouth
water fills my ears

I float
and see her
drifting across
the crisp blue sky.

Rion Wentworth is a fourth-year double bass student.


Blue Winter
by Jonathan Lombardo

This is where my brother died.
We are close to the border.
The snow makes it hard to tell where
Yards become the street,
Where the streets go.
We can always tell where the lake is
Hugging the curve of earth.
We stare through the ice,
The window of a dog's paw print, or a crow's
Lighting our path to the grave.

Jonathan Lombardo is a fourth-year trombone student.


Students interested in submitting works to this column should contact Ron Price in the Liberal Arts Department at ext. 368, or by email at (ronprice@juilliard.edu).