7.57 a.m.
50 degrees

Pillaging the leaves that remain on the trees, this heavy wind
ostracizes the landscape at the same time the landscape becomes flamboyant,
neoteric, spectacular. And the windchimes have not stopped all night.
Dethroning fall, the wind takes everything but a few leaves adrift aimlessly on the pond.



-John L. Stanizzi is author of the collections – Ecstasy Among Ghosts, Sleepwalking, Dance Against the Wall, After the Bell, Hallelujah Time!, High Tide – Ebb Tide, Four Bits, Chants, and his brand new collection, Sundowning. Besides Rabid Oak, John’s poems have appeared in Prairie Schooner, American Life in Poetry, The New York Quarterly, Paterson Literary Review, Blue Mountain Review, and many others.

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