October 20 2016
393 Ripley Hill Road

Rain – and then rain – and then even more rain,
sound softened by the thick layer of leaves,
brown and yellow, Beckett-tossed-rubbish,
miscellaneous, that gives me pause, cause
to breathe in cleanly in the thrall of rain,
that soft orchestral pattering, that small
applause for this goldfinch that has landed
at my side, his yellowness stonewashed to
brown; he quenches his thirst drinking from a
wet leaf near my chair, gentle thunder roll
in the twilight, and I am inspired
to pick him up – and he lets me! – his eyes
unsure and trusting in a lightning flash,
and then he flies, my upturned palm in rain.


John L. Stanizzi – author of Ecstasy Among Ghosts, Sleepwalking, Dance Against the Wall, After the Bell, and Hallelujah Time! His poems have appeared in American Life In Poetry, Prairie Schooner, Tar River Poetry, The New York Quarterly, Rattle, and others. He teaches literature at Manchester Community College. (This poem is from his collection CHANTS, forthcoming from Cervena Barva Press.)

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