On the Edge

Maple leaves pirouette to the frost brushed ground in the rising sun.

            Birds rustling through the branches accelerate their golden demise.

Chickadees and Juncos dance on the bird feeders,

            stocking up for the lean time ahead.

They look fat.

Steam on the lake – a cold volcano wisping skyward — ethereal, spirit laced.

            The boat rests in the lagoon.

Give me one last time.

            One last ride.

                        One last Walleye.

One last trip down river to the dam before the sleet stings racing across the lake, ice encasing all!

Author: Doug Lewandowski

I have walked a varied path. I was a Christian Brother, an English teacher/counselor and Licensed Psychologist. I have a twice monthly column in the Duluth News Tribune and have had a story published in the Nemadji Review and placed third in this year’s Jade Ring contest of the Wisconsin Writer’s Association. I was a commentator for KCRB, Minnesota Public Radio in the 90s. I transplanted to Duluth to be closer to grandchildren.

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