816 | On the Brink

Egon Schiele, Austria

Poetry without borders 816 3 “On the Brink” Stanley H. Barkan, USA

from “The Faces of Time – Les visages du temps”
Editor IWA Bogdani, Brussels-Pristina 2025

 On the Brink

On the brink of fall,

the leaves decide their deciduous fate.

Autumn comes like a red-haired witch

riding the winds on a thick-strawed broomstick.

The forests stun the eyes, visioning postcard vistas:
layers of gold and orange, reds and purples.

Soon all the trees will shake off their colored complements,

and the black bony fingers will thrust themselves stark
against the whiteness of the brink of winter.

Stanley H. Barkan, USA