As I Age

Poetry
Written By Sandra Beth Levy

I wave my hands in slow motion

cutting molecules of air. 

Perhaps I’m a musical

conductor of a melancholic

symphony 

or a magician  

who has lost their wand 

or doesn’t need one anymore 

because it’s so past midnight showtime

past yesterday 

and will never be tomorrow 

at least not while it’s today. 

And while it’s busy  

always being today 

somehow  

many yesterdays have passed –

years of them, years and years

of yesterdays have passed  

and I’m still here 

waving my wind-worn hands

in front of my eyes - 

a geisha dancing  

swaying her perfect fan 

in a mirage of stunning beauty

guiding time as it evaporates 

moment  

by moment.


Sandra Beth Levy

Sandra Beth Levy is a retired psychologist from Cranston, RI, who passionately practiced the healing art of psychotherapy for over forty years and is now pursuing her dream of immersion in creative writing and spoken word performance. She raised two biracial poet sons while honoring her Jewish-feminist identities. Her social and personal histories weave their way through her writing as she explores the intricacies of love, loss, aging, and awe of nature. She has won local poetry slams and published poems with Anomaly Poetry, Small Gems Press, Arcana Poetry, and A Curious Moon. She has poems forthcoming in the digital SHINE poetry series and SHINE Quarterly Issue 7, June 2026. You can find her on Instagram @slevy43.

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