from POND – poetry by John Stanizzi

3.1.19
8.00 a.m.
22 degrees

Pristine pond…not a track, not a windblown ridge; I am
obliged to whisper give thanksfor this most gentle snow.
Noiselessness is an image in this softest flurry, as two robins
drink from the chill stream, my presence just another piece of the drama.

3.2.19
8.38 a.m.
29 degrees

  a       Snow 3-5 predicted.

Purifying snow, steady and in relief on all the branches, and yet
our thoughts this morning are of the coming warmth; your days are
numbered snow storm, and although the pond is a flawless white,
days of emergence, of new life, days of color are right there, almost in sight.

3.3.19
8.37 a.m.
3 degrees

 
Pussywillows have blossomed, heralds of spring, though a storm is in the
offing — six to eight inches overnight.  Three creatures have made their
nightly crossing over the pond, or one creature has crossed three times,
deft and as lithe as my boot-prints are emblems of a lumbering thing.

3.18.2019
11.51 a.m.
25 degrees

a         W.S. Merwin
                        September 30, 1927 – March 15, 2019
 

Point to any tree, any snag for that matter, all gradual, all named,
occasions so insignificant, so intimate, that their creating went un-
noticed, will go unnoticed unless it is to say, in a whisper to myself, the
denotation of each of these trees is that they are William’s trees, here and everywhere.

3.19.2019
11.51 a.m.
25 degrees
 
Phonetics fill the air all day every day.  The
oozy red-winged black bird, the purty-purty-purtyof the
northern cardinal, and these days the pond is no longer
dominating metal gray, but somber soft shades, tones of movement.

3.21.2019
2.23 p.m.
49 degrees

Paragraph of starlings, grackles, cowbirds, red-winged blackbirds —
ogling them from her blind at the stream’s shore, Girl-Lilla Cat
notices every movement of every bird, and every bird screeches its
demand that she stay put, enjoy the water in the stream, and pay them no mind.

 

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, and Chants.  His newest collection, Sundowning, will be out this year with Main Street Rag.  John’s poems have appeared in Prairie SchoonerAmerican Life in Poetry, The New York Quarterly, Paterson Literary Review, Blue Mountain Review, The Cortland Review, Rattle, Tar River Poetry, Rust & Moth, Connecticut River Review, Hawk & Handsaw, and many others.  His work has been translated into Italian and appeared in many journals in Italy.  His translator is Angela D’Ambra.  John has read and venues all over New England, including the Mystic Arts Café, the Sunken Garden Poetry Festival, Hartford Stage, and many others.  For many years, John coordinated the Fresh Voices Poetry Competition for Young Poets at Hill-Stead Museum, Farmington, CT.  He is also a teaching artist for the national recitation contest, Poetry Out Loud.  A former New England Poet of the Year, John teaches literature at Manchester Community College in Manchester, CT and he lives with his wife, Carol, in Coventry.

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