Early Harvest, Gusto Press

Herewith, the latest selection from dusted-off published poetry and short fiction, circa 1970s vintage and beyond....

The Wind

The wind
impatiently
chases leaves
down deserted streets
where they gather
defiantly
in gutters.

The wind
biting nips
of sharp bits
through the fall integuments
of summer-dreaming people
refusing winter.

The wind
churlishly hurls itself
at life still green
on the lilac bush
waving like wan flags
long after the
colourful parade
has passed.

The wind
leonine in its rage
ravages chunks of clouds
scatters them
in tattered dark hues
across the face
of the hard white sun.

The wind
raging its sovereignty
guides summer birds
on homing passages
through the torrential sky
wings beating
the drum
of winter escape.

c. 1980 Rita Rosenfeld