Winter Solstice, a poem by Jude Neale at

Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice

written by: Jude Neale


The daylight slips behind
The cedar grove early now

A gold coin through a slot

The darkness hangs heavy
And each year I forget

That the swaddle that wraps us
In its bondage will once again lift

Giving way to the shiver
Of snowdrops
And small fists of pussy willows

But tonight the world turns
A water wheel through molasses

Soon the deep inky sky
Will be nibbled at the edges

Revealing the greening light
That has been waiting all along

just on the other side

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