The Day Before October
by Wendy Rathbone
The day before October
I drowse in the honeyed light
not quite cold
my dreams scouting rain
Bending over me
as if to steal my sleeping breath
the scarecrow says
"Make me a world of
withering wind and
where the raven bows
where straw has a soul
Wendy Rathbone has had over 500 poems published in the professional
and small press. Her chapbook Scrying the River Styx won first place
in the Anamnesis Press Chapbook Contest in 1998. Most recent are two books,
a story and poetry collection entitled Dreams
of Decadence Presents: Wendy Rathbone and Tippi N. Blevins
and a poetry chapbook Dancing In the Haunted Woodlands from Yellow
Bat Press. Most of her time is spent running an Internet retail
business and traveling to Renaissance faires selling her wares, but she
still finds time to write poetry, her first love, which she has been doing
since the age of 12.
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"The Day Before October" © Wendy Rathbone. Used by
permission of the author.
Raven Electrick © Karen A. Romanko.
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