To Jack Kerouac



I: Winter

darkness descending:

clouds don’t understand sunlight;

keep your freezer stocked.


II: Spring

budding flowers urge:

pushing leafy envelopes;

mail someone your love.


III: Baseball

freshly mown diamonds:

mechanics sculpted sharply;

fulcrums equal hits.


IV: Summer

heat cascades fiercely:

men revering bikinis;

watch but don’t disturb.


V: Autumn

crispness ascending:

clouds reproached about sunshine;

harvest that last glow.


by Christopher Stolle


Christopher Stolle’s poetry has appeared in more than 100 magazines in several countries, including Labyrinth (Indiana University Honors Program), The Plaza (Japan), El-Shaddai (Singapore), Poetechniciens (England), Ultimate Ceasefire (Australia), the Tipton Poetry Journal, Flying Island, and Recursive Angel, and in three anthologies (In Our Own Words: A Generation Defining Itself [volumes 1 and 4; 1997 and 2002] and Reckless Writing [2012]). Poet’s Market entries noted him as a contributor to various magazines (1997–2000), and he has also published two nonfiction books with Coaches Choice: 101 Leadership Lessons From Baseball’s Greatest Managers (2013) and 101 Leadership Lessons From Basketball’s Greatest Coaches (2015). He works as a book editor and lives in Richmond, Indiana—the cradle of recorded jazz.

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