Seasonally Home


I pack away summer clothes
to a soundscape of Vivaldi.
The songs of summer birds
have settled like dust.

I light a candle at the window
and watch leaves fall across the yard,
overcome by a sensation
I cannot describe:

My heart is in a dance
            with autumn's return.


By Jason Sturner

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            www.jasonsturner.blogspot.com


Jason Sturner was born in Harvey, Illinois, and raised in the western suburbs of Chicago. He is a member of the Illinois State Poetry Society and has published four books of poetry: Kairos, 10 Love Poems, Selected Poems 2004-2007 and Collected Poems (all available as free downloads; see website). In addition to poetry he writes short stories of psychological horror and the supernatural. He resides in Wheaton, Illinois and works as a botanist at the Morton Arboretum in Lisle. Website: www.jasonsturner.blogspot.com