Adventus
I could wait:
for the night
to fall in after
the last leaf
has fallen,
the stars to shake
out what glisters
in the moon's
December face,
the clouds to fold
back like curtains
to lift the dark
in which we make
our way, turning
the calendar's pages
on light-short days.
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
Monday, December 19, 2011
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7 comments:
Very light-short days, for sure.
I enjoyed this one, Maureen. Hope all is well!
This struck me, especially as the cold settles in for this slow to arrive winter. So streamlined and yet plunged me down deep. Thank you for sharing this.
Beautiful, Maureen....xxxj
I love the word "glisters" ... didn't know it was the original word that we've changed to glitters in "All that glisters is not gold." I always learn so much from you.
i am so ready for the sun to stick around longer than 4pm. it seems that i pull back the curtain, turn around and close it again. i might as well stay in my pj's.
Somehow this seems a bit sad ... perhaps I'm misreading it.
Joyce, yes. When I discovered "glisters" I liked it so much better than "glitters" and it seemed just right for my use here.
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