October Abjurations

                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Photo by David Kanigan

A Poem by Danielle Page

Go sit upon the burning hill

Amid the sun’s piercing glow

Watch the husks darken in detail

Just ripened before the snow.

Gather your weary workers

And marvel at the fleeting sight

Behold the lilting autumn leaves

Tumbling before the fall of night.

For on the eve of golden plenty

The brilliant dusk must fade

To usher in a purpled dawn

And welcome winter’s shade.

Danielle Page is a truth-teller, writer, educator, and editor of the Clayjar Review. When she’s not reading up on composition theory, she’s scribbling in her moleskine journal or hiking a mountainous trail. Her work has appeared in Solid Food Press, The Amethyst Review, Ekstasis Magazine, and elsewhere.